Barcelona - Vibrant and Varied

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Barcelona is a beautiful place. As my scribbles show, it is hard to know where to start and finish- the city is so full of life. Even the buildings like Gaudi’s La Pedrera have a vibe.

There is the Cathedral

And there is the post modern AGBAR Tower

There’s music to buy from a store that has been here forever. 

And a market that first opened in Roman times.

With fruit and vegetables 

And CHOCOLATE - I could not help myself - and then I did!

And delicious food everywhere 
Outside in the busy city - I couldn’t help but notice similarities between pigeons and tourists. They both seem to congregate in groups, and vie for the best positions for what is on offer (although I think the pigeons are more civilised)

Compare the pair!

But I have to admit - I am tourist - got a best seat on the city bus tour too!
Notice  their map is much less messy than mine.

On La Rambla, I dropped into the Hotel in which George Orwell took refuge during his time fighting with the Republicans during the Spanish Civil War - his book ‘Homage to Catalonia’ was an account of his experience- and a tribute to the Catalan people, 

And - I almost forgot - Barcelona has a patrolled beach as well.

I will be coming back - Worth a second visit- for sure!

[By the way - I have gotten lost once or twice- the good thing about ‘old school maps’ is they don’t run out of charge]

















Comments

  1. Tim Mooney18 May 2024 at 09:21

    Reading it now

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  2. Anonymous18 May 2024 at 23:16

    Great post, Miguel. Loving the vibe and it sounds like you are too!! Thanks for the parallel between pigeons and tourists - travel will never be the same again with that image to inform. I hope you finished the day with some good tapas or pinxos or whatever the hell it’s called it Catalan. Wish we were there. Savour on. Neils and Sarah

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  3. Dave Collins21 May 2024 at 11:27

    We’ve been there a couple of times and last time Cheryl thought she enjoyed it more than Paris. It is special.

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