I reached the park, still eerily quiet, and wandered amongst the cacti towards the three crosses. I ascended the tower at the same time a guy descended, my first park companion who had been there to take photos of the sunrise. We greeted each other.
From this high point I surveyed my surroundings. I saw several people doing things people do in parks in the morning; walking dogs, running with iPods. I was surprised there were just a few locals and no tourists. My fears of Barcelona muggings proved unfounded. The few people about said ‘bon dia’, nodding their heads as they passed with their dogs. The exercisers paid no attention, focused on their heaving chests and burning muscles.
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