BARCELONA, SPAIN – Okay, my final post on Barcelona. Here are some interesting photos from this great city. So full of colour and the Gaudi architecture is other worldly. Love him or hate him?
BARCELONA, SPAIN – I thought I’d revisit my trip to Barcelona. It’s almost inevitable that when you go abroad that you compare the new destination to what you know back home. Lots of things raced through my mind as I experienced Barcelona for the first time.
London is such an old city and as a result, it often doesn’t fit our modern world. Barcelona is old too, but it’s a well planned city in many ways. We walked a lot while in Barcelona and one thing that I remember, are the pavements. It seemed that in most places, they were quite wide, clean, sturdy and therefore suitable for large crowds. My travel buddy also noticed that the tiles were sometimes quite artistic and pretty in places.
When we weren’t walking, we got around using the underground. Many major cities around the world now have underground trains for public transport. New York’s is super grimey – just like in the movies. London’s is much cleaner and easier to follow, but feels claustrophobic as it uses the same Victorian tunnels that were built 150 years ago. Barcelona’s underground system was not as extensive (you had to walk a fair amount to get to stations) and funnily enough, it wasn’t saturated in advertising like you get in London. Whilst we weren’t using the train during peak travel times, we did notice that we always had a seat. In London, I’m always standing and holding on to dirty hand rails.
The other thing that I noticed about Barcelona was that it wasn’t very multi racial and that there weren’t many fat people. Go to America and you’ll find a Walmart fatty on every corner. The UK is catching up as we eat a lot of fast food and exercise less (I’ve put on a few pounds myself…). But Barcelona was different. It was very Spanish and people were looking healthy (my friend and I both agreed that the men here are mostly good looking). I do think that Barcelona is attracting a lot more foreigners than ever before, in spite of its miserable economy. But unlike London which is immigrant heavy, Barcelona still needs to play catch up.
One thing that quickly got me excited about Barcelona was the fruit. In London I purchase fruit mostly from Tesco and then after eating it I cry myself to sleep at night because it’s that disappointing. But in Barcelona, I was in love with apples – I hardly ever buy them. But I bought golden delicious apples each day and happily ate them. Their kiwi fruit and pineapples were so fresh and tasty too.
Without a doubt, the best thing about Barcelona was the warm weather and clear blue skies. It got everyone outdoors basking in the sun.
I highly recommend going to Barcelona in March. There were fewer tourists and the weather was great. We walked and didn’t feel fatigued by the heat at all, because it was the right temperature. Sadly the water was too cold for swimming, but it was still lovely to sit and admire as the minutes ticked away.
What are you favourite memories of Barcelona?