castellers

so i went this weekend to granollers, a town outside bcn to stay with a friend and see some of the festivities ending the week-long party in her town. this morning they did something i was TOTALLY unprepared for....groups of people built human towers, called castellers, of unbelieveable height. i have to admit that this pic is not from this morning (i can´t connect my camera to the comp at the second), but the pics i took looked just like this one that was taken in bcn. i´m not sure what impressed me the most...was it the crazy people making the bed to brake the fall at the bottom? was it the bases that were supporting the entire weight of the structure? was it the little ones that climbed to incredible heights and risked a fall? was it just the energy, tension and excitement that pulsed throughout the crowd? well, maybe it was all of it the made the whole experience so unforgetable, but i have to say the aspect i found most interesting was the man or men that stood at the very bottom..below the bases that can be seen by the crowd...they are absolutely unseen and unknown throughout the process. they get no glory for the support and strength that they offer, but they are absolutely necessary. without getting too philosophical, i wonder how many people have offered their strength and support to me over the years that i have failed too notice or thank? well, thanks... :)