Julie and I get lost on our way to Parc Güell. We wander through streets lined with citrus trees and anti-tourist graffiti before finally finding the path zigzagging down the hill to a cluster of Gaudí architecture at the center of the park. Between two staircases is a fountain shaped like a lizard, vibrantly striped in ceramic fragments: blue, turquoise, yellow, green, orange. Water spills from its mouth.
I buy a button from the gift shop with a sketch of the sculpture on it and pin it to my backpack. With the other pin next to it, a black-and-white chameleon eating a dragonfly, I’m developing a theme. Wikipedia calls the fountain in Parc Güell a salamander; other websites refer to it as a dragon or chameleon, so I’m left unsure of exactly what it is I’ve seen.
A park employee shouts at someone for touching the statue. I wonder if the spray-painted tourists go home, covering the park maps and making them useless, has a point. The structures here seem too fragile for the crowds around them, perhaps because they are all made from already-broken pieces.
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