Climbing Bar

It was the evening, day darkening, center of Barcelona I believe. I was on those streets that were too tiny for a big car, it was rare to see a car, just people walking. I had a vague idea where I was, I was close to that church that gave my mom a second chance at life.

People getting home, tired from the day, some of them went into a new bar, I was searching for that same bar, so I got into it.

In hindsight, this is exactly the same location I was with Julia and her mom when I was a kid, some yoga/meditation place? I loved it, I think that's where I found my love for ASMR.

There is a lot of people, mostly old people though, and it doesn't feel like a new place, it feels like an old place that people used to go to and was left to decay, to once again be revived by the same people that made it alive once in the past.

The idea of the bar seems to be just a regular bar but with climbing places, where you can climb or something, I don't remember well.

There is a first barrier you have to climb to get to the center climb area, I start climbing it, my hands are bleeding, but I continue. At the top, I meet an old gentleman that was climbing from the other side. He says something like, "Oh sorry, but I need to get out right now, could you let me go past you?"

When I was a teenager I was such a nice kid to old people, I would never refuse anything they asked me to do, so I started climbing down and helping this old man get out. He was very spooked, like if he had seen something scary in the other place, it's not something I put my mind into too hard anyway.

We are both down and he goes away fast, I start climbing back, noticing my hands full of clood, and deciding to do a more safe climbing strategy that doesn't hurt me.

I start grabbing some plastic chains that are easier to grab than those metal things I was holding on before. I take a little bit more time but eventually I get to the main climbing area.

There, it was a bunch of old people that were just socializing instead of climbing the tunnel thing above. I wasted no time and started climbing.

It wasn't that interesting, I got to the top, and I saw some kind of advertisment a lady put there with her photo that seems to have been taken 70 years ago. She was asking for people to help her move her stuff or something, it seemed like it was placed there many years ago.

I started going down, go past the people, got out of the bar and started walking away, I think to my old home.

Something happened then but I have forgotten about it... Then I woke up.