Further Signs of the Apocalypse

As both Salty Miss Jill and Bryce Digdug have shown us in recent posts, signs of the bacon apocalypse keep showing themselves. And just a few doors down at Carrer 63 Muntaner -- just a few doors down from my home at Hotel in Dante -- I discovered the apparently popular Bacon Bear Bar. And, in case you weren't aware, Bearcelona has become a quite popular event. I think I would have liked it more when it was Punto BCN, and you could go there "early" as in before 3 a.m. While the fur quotient in Catalonia is high, the chub factor is pretty low. So I think I might actually enjoy the event better than the local fetish fairs. All the same, my slight experience with el ambiente in Barcelona was at a pleasant neighborhood bar called La Chapelle with a sweet bartender and international crowd. A woman from London sat there with her seven-year-old son on her lap who was transfixed by Some Like It Hot playing on the screen with the sound off and English subtitles.