Paradise by the Port Vell lights

I almost never buy beer from the usually south Asian guys who often sell it in cans here after hours on the street. But sometimes life calls for cheap lukewarm beer late at night. That's how my life works, anyway. Sometimes, drinking a can of lukewarm bad beer while looking at the boats in Port Vell and the night lights shining on the water is its own little paradise. Paradise brought to you (well, to me) by a south Asian angel on a bike.