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Magical World of Harry Potter

This past week I took a slightly spontaneous trip to London for the premiere of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1.

Quite an incredible experience.

I arrived in London on Wednesday, the day prior to the event. Nothing too exciting really happened that day.

Thursday I arrived at Leicester Square around noon to find that the event was not even completely set up and there were far fewer people than I had expected for the time.

There were already barricades, but the sign on the Odeon was not finished, the red carpet not fully spread out, and large masses of people unbarricaded.

It really seemed to be very unstructured and disorganized at this point, which I did not really understand. With my logic, it seems that since this is the seventh Harry Potter film and probably the umpteenth premiere they have done there, that the staff should really know how to handle it and that everything should have already been decided, arranged, and ready – not the way it was.

Well, I did not walk around too much, but I went over to the large group of people who were not barricaded and started talking to some of them. I decided it was probably a good idea to stay there because they would have to put up the barriers sometime.

So I staid there for hours and it rained a few times – which was greatly unpleasant.

Eventually a person working the event came over to our huge crowd and made us move around and everything was very unclear to us.

Later they finally put up the barricades around us.

In the end I had a pretty good spot – near a corner, one person to my left and about 10 or so in front or me. Not a great place for autographs, but a pretty great view of the stairs leading out of the center of the square – which was completely closed off with fences as there were stages and screens and evidently some interesting activities would take place inside that I would not be able to see.

After standing for about 5 hours, night began to fall, lights began to shine, people began to scream, and stars began to arrive.

The screens I could no longer see showed the movie trailers and perhaps the interviews with the stars, of which I could hear only slightly. It felt like I was an outsider and they didn’t want anyone not inside to know what was happening. I say this because before everything was set up, I could see a screen perfectly through the fence, but after all was said and done, a printed tarp covered the fence all the way around thus blocking our view. Also there were no speakers pointing in our direction. All of this I do not understand.

In any case, I saw people arrive and heard some interviews. It was a cool experience in spite of all the negative aspects. If I ever do this kind of thing again, I would much prefer to be there as the press.

Inside before I could no longer see. The red carpet before it was laid out

In the process of putting up the signInside

Bonnie Wright (aka Ginny Weasley)Rupert Grint (aka Ronald Weasley)

Me outside after everything

What’s So Special About Barcelona?

Barcelona is another place, like Montmartre in Paris, that really inspires me and my photography. It’s a place where I always have a good time and find unique things and unique experiences.

When I think about Barcelona a few key ideas come to mind, in no particular order: fun, beauty, inspiration, architecture, opportunity, culture, people.

The city has different neighborhoods, and with each different neighborhood there is different culture, architecture, and people. There is so much diversity in these aspects and of course there are tons of tourists adding to the mix.

The city has too much to write about in one blog entry. Architecture of Gaudí, narrow cobble-stone streets, artwork of Dalí and Picasso, the beach, crazy mimes and street performers, authentic and tourist trap flamenco, Spanish guitar music, and Catalan language – which is a strange combination of Spanish and French. There really is something for everyone.

Below are some pictures, not of much of what is listed above, but it is an example of how I see Barcelona.

Benvinguts a Barcelona

Barcelona was the first city on this trip where I was truly alone. Other people worry so much about me traveling alone, but I usually figure I’ll meet people in the hostel or somewhere.

Well, I was right. The first thing I did in Barcelona was meet someone who went to RIT for Fine Art Photography and who had lived in Ithaca for a while. Now, this all sounds kind of too good to be true, but I believed her because a. she said some of the stuff first and b. she had the catalog for the Madrid photo festival, from which she had just come, right in her hand.

Well, that was a pretty funny experience, but we didn’t end up really hanging out much.

We did, however, go on a search for food that first night, and not find anything open by our hostel. I went back out and found a smoky sports bar and got a sandwich and watch part of the world cup.

When I got back, I met some other people,  though I can’t really remember where they were from (not the U.S.), but they were studying abroad in Northern Europe. I met them in the kitchen when I went to fill up my water – they were making Pasta Carbonara and offered me some. We ended up finding out that we’d all be in Sevilla at the same time. I never saw them again after Barcelona though.

So, I guess I didn’t really make any long-lasting friendships that first night, but it was not a problem being alone.