Top 3 things to do in Barcelona, Spain
As I continue to retrace the journey of my younger self through Europe, I find myself in Spain where I was captivated by the slower pace, relaxed atmosphere, typical beverages and most bizarre creatures. And I am reminded of the top three things to do in Barcelona.
There are so many things to do in Spain – Barcelona specifically. I only spent two nights there, so couldn’t possibly cram in all there is to see and do, but there are three things that I would do all over again given the chance. In my pinion, the top three things to do in Barcelona are:
- Explore and be amazed by what you’ll find at the markets – there is a whole list of markets in Barcelona!
- Marvel at the architecture – you’ll be hard-pressed to find anything else like it in the world.
- Watch and soak up the atmosphere at a flamenco show – despite what I said when I was 21, this is one Spanish cultural experience you don’t want to miss (and one I’d love to see again with more appreciative eyes).
Saturday 7th June 2008
On the Contiki bus heading to Nice and I am so over travelling in between places!
Have been in Barcelona, Spain the past two nights. It rained when we got there so didn’t end up going out at night but the days were beautiful, warm and sunny.
Our tour guide’s tips for Barcelona – city that never sleeps
(seems to contradict the Spanish tradition of an afternoon siesta, in my opinion)
Must do: Gaudi’s apartments, food markets, Par Guell, Picasso Museum
Must try: Tapas & sangria, flamenco, walk Las Ramblas, party like the Spaniards
Must buy: Everything! Barcelona FC stuff, flamenco scarves, pearls, a bull!
Visited the Sagrada Familia – a striking cathedral designed by Antoni Gaudi, but he died before it was finished. Gaudi was a famous architect so the people of Spain wanted to finish it. However, it’s a privately funded project so, while construction began in 1882, it won’t be finished until 204. Our tour manager says she’s seen the plans and reckons it’ll be a lot later than that… The section of the cathedral that Gaudi built looks like a wet, dripping sand castle and is full of detail, but the rest is smooth-edged and looks like a completely different building.
The rest of the day really felt like a holiday. I went shopping and bought jeans and shoes, went on an hour-and-a-half cruise along the coast, strolled down La Rambla and watched the street performers and the crazy markets that even sold animals on the street – like ferrets, tortoises, iguanas, fish, rabbits and some other things I’ve never seen before – one which looked like a dingo x rat x echidna!
Went to a flamenco dinner and dance evening and that was an experience. I won’t be doing it again, but it was good to see something like that. The ladies wear dresses which cover them head to toe, but they look so sexy and classy. The men all have long hair and look every inch a “Spaniard” and the singers’ accents were so strong and their voices so loud. The food wasn’t that great. We had gazpacho – a cold tomato soup, which is a traditional Spanish dish, and finished with a burnt creme brûlée and the strongest espresso coffee I’ve ever tasted.
The lunch Tim and I had was amazing. We had tapas and sangria at a restaurant along La Rambla. There was a potato-based omelette, spanish sausage, meatballs, a tuna dish, calamari and baked potatoes with a creamy sauce and tomato paste. The sausage and potatoes were my favourite. And they gave us two big slices of damper with a tomato paste/sauce on it, which we splashed with a bit of olive oil and salt. The sangria was served in massive “fish bowl” glasses and tasted so good! I felt it going straight to my head and when I stood up I had to find my balance… But it was great!
A lovely relaxing day (except, I think the tapas made me a little queasy later on… but it was still so good)!
Catch up on my European travels:
- First impressions of London and ghost stories of York
- Contiki Great Britain: Edinburgh, Liverpool and quaint towns of Wales
- One night in Paris and eight things to do
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