Any trip to Barcelona means at least a line or two from the song of the same name beautifully sang by Zanzibar’s most famous export and Montserrat Caballe.
A city I was revisiting after many years, Las Ramblas was where I’d spent most of my first trip, so was determined to see a bit more this time.
I have mentioned before that I hate heights so taking the glass lift on the outside of a shopping centre wasn’t great but the views of the city once there were pretty good.
The first morning was a bit overcast but the weather for the remainder was good. I am English, I must mention the weather occasionally, its the law.
This market, just off Las Ramblas, is fantastic. Go. I had the most enormous sea food platter for lunch, expensive but worth every single centime.
The snacks were just as appetizing.
I wasn´t sure if it was true so I had to check that they do serve beer in Barcelona too.
The city is completely different from Madrid, a city that I like very much, the ambience is totally different, the layout is different and of course in Barcelona they have the craziness that is Guadi, everywhere.
Even my poor attempts at murdering the Spanish language went less well here than in Madrid, only people who wanted my money humoured me, everyone else either spoke English or Catalan.
There are many many things to see in Barcelona, and I certainly didnt see all of them in my three days, the Gaudi monstrosities will be mentioned in another post, but the Cathedral of the Sea is beautiful, the whole city centre is great, the transport system is ok, the magic fountain is a spectacular show (although it wasn’t on during my visit) and many many other things too, although it did appear that the Spanish terrorists weren’t concerned about hiding themselves.
Three days eating and drinking in a foreign city is always good, I saw much more of Barcelona this time than I did last, I’ll probably go again as there are still many more things to see.