After a couple days and nights exploring Barcelona, we decided to hit an Internet cafe. We only knew of one that appeared to be in business. According to what we'd read, it was closed all that day but opened at 8:30 in the evening for a few hours. Evelyn had a story to enter and I would check email.
Off we went through the labyrinthian alleyways of the Barri Gotic (Gothic Quarter) - the heart of the Ciutat Villa (Old City). Let's take the back way, I suggested, avoid the throngs strolling on La Rambla. It was Saturday night - and more significantly, May 1st. We wound our way through the narrow alleyways lined with gothic homes, shops and churches, and popped out at Via Laietana - at Placa Angel.
Just as we reached the opening of the small plaza, a mob appeared in the middle of Via Laietana noisily dragging metal police barricades to block traffic; then dumping large bins of streetside garbage into the middle of the street. Cheers, shouted slogans, an explosion. I remembered it was Workers' Day.