Although I didn’t see as much as I would have liked of Barcelona, I saw enough to know that it’s a bustling hub of activity with extraordinary historical sights. The bus journey from Salou (around an hour) was fascinating. The tiny vineyards amongst the green rolling fields, the graveyard built into a mountain with pull out boxes used of coffins and the drive through the Olympic village built for the 1992 games were definite highlights.
The first thing we did was walk to the Sagrada Familia which was designed by Antoni Gaudi, a stunning Roman Catholic church smack bang in the centre of Barcelona. There are eighteen spires, four on each side, each representing something different. I’d love to go back when it is finished to see it without the scaffolding.
Next up was Park Güell, a huge park again designed by Gaudi. It was very busy the entire time we were there, and there were a few sly sellers hanging around with dodgy handbags on sheets, which they pulled up with string every time the police caught up with them. It was actually fascinating to watch, they ran for their lives, then ten minutes later they would pop up somewhere else. Saying that I never felt unsafe. We also got to sit on the longest bench in the world, shaped like a long sea serpent, in typical Gaudi style, brightly coloured mosaic tiles pieced together to make iconic shapes. These mosaic tiles also decorated Gaudi’s gingerbread houses
Finally we wandered down las ramblas, which has quite a reputation of being unsafe, with the tour reps even warning us on the journey in. I must say I loved it, the little stalls with each section of the tree lined street selling a different thing. The flower section was fantastic. Bright colours and exotic varieties stall after stall, quite a sight. As a massive foodie the best part of the day had to be the La Boqueria Market. I have never seen anything like it, the beautiful array of fruit, vegetables, chocolate, cakes, cheese, every conceivable item of food you could think of, jam packed into a large outdoor maze full of wooden stalls, its easy to get lost following the delicious smells. I went back to Salou that day with bags full of fresh crusty loafs, bright red blush tomatoes grown 2 miles down the road, and proper Spanish chorizo, oh and some dragon fruit to eat by the pool.
Would I recommend Barcelona – It’s a true foodie heaven and as long as you don’t mind the crazy crowds you will have a ball :))