Wanderlust Traveler: Barcelona, Spain

Barcelona's La Sagrada Familia

In all honesty, Spain was not on my "must see" list of places to go, nor was it even on my radar, until about nine months prior to my trip. While it was definitely a country I figured I would visit at some point in my lifetime, I had no yearning to visit it so soon. In fact, I had been planning on visiting Argentina for two weeks in March of 2009 but insanely expensive airfare between the destinations I planned to visit within Argentina pushed the trip out of my budget. I was quite disappointed as I had very much wanted to experience Argentina.

While discussing my dilemma with my sister, she brought up the idea of traveling to Spain as an alternative to Argentina. The two countries had obvious similarities; Spanish language, warm weather, rugged landscapes, and fascinating cultures. On the other hand, there was also glaring dissimilarities; different continents, moderately sized country compared to a massively sized country, and completely different histories, although they were obviously tied together. It was during this conversation with my sister that Spain began to appeal to me for several different reasons; I could taste the churros con chocolate as she described their delicious crunch to me, I could see the colorful and playful lines of Gaudi's architecture, I could hear the rhythmic sound of Flamenco music dancing through my ears, and I could feel the warm sun warming my body. All of this sounded so fascinating and exciting to me. In addition, the fact that I found relatively decent priced airlines tickets to Spain and that accommodations within the country were much less expensive than compared to the rest of Europe really caught my interest.

After adding all of the associated costs together (airfare, lodging, food and sightseeing estimates, car rental, etc) for two weeks in Spain compared to Argentina, the trip to Spain actually came out less, believe it or not. As soon as I could see that it was cheaper to travel to Europe than South America, the choice to travel to Spain became a no-brainer. I immediately began planning my two week trip, ultimately deciding to visit Barcelona, Granada, the white hill towns of Andalusia, Sevilla, Cordoba, Toledo, Segovia, and Madrid. Entries for this trip will be divided into separate entries according to the areas listed above.

Day 1 and 2 (Tuesday, March 24th and Wednesday, March 25th 2009)

Unfortunately, the direct flight I had managed to snag on Air France from Seattle to Paris left about 20 minutes late, so I left feeling slightly concerned as I had a 45 minute layover in Paris between my flight to Barcelona. However, I was hopeful that I would make up time during the flight and maybe even arrive a little early. For some reason I was unable to sleep well on the flight, which was frustrating as sleeping was a key importance in order to be able to enjoy my first day in Barcelona to the best of my ability. I watched several movies and enjoyed the good meals, which I have come to expect with Air France.

I finally arrived in Paris at 8:45; considering my next flight to Barcelona was scheduled to depart at 9:35, I was extremely concerned. I was hoping that I would be able to rush through the airport in order to make my flight but it didn't help knowing that my departing flight to Barcelona was leaving from a different gate than the one I arrived in.

Unfortunately, as many of you may or may not know, Charles de Gaulle is an absolute nightmare of an airport. In order to travel from one gate to another, I had to take a bus. Why this airport doesn't have an underground train system like so many other airports is beyond me. Once at the proper concourse (after what seemed to be the longest bus ride ever), I then had to go through customs. With my lovely luck, the lines were really long and it ended up taking me nearly 15 minutes to get through customs. While waiting, I ended up meeting a nice couple my age from Seattle. They were going to be in Europe for about ten days and were planning to visit Amsterdam, Bruges, Brussels and Paris. The thing I found really great about their trip was that the wife had planned it as a complete surprise for her husband’s birthday and had only informed him of the trip just a few days prior. She had done all of the leg work herself, including requesting vacation time from his boss!

As soon as I was finished with customs, I rushed through the airport as I had only 15-20 minutes until my flight was scheduled to depart. I kept hoping that it was running behind and would leave late so that I would have extra time! Much to my surprise and irritance, I was interrupted on my run through the airport by security. I hadn’t expected that I was going to have to go through security again, so I was quite annoyed and even more worried about missing the connection. To make matters worse, the security officials asked to look at my liquid bag several times and to top it off, all of the items in my liquid bag fell out!

After going through the stress of security, I ran like crazy in order to reach the gate. I actually managed to arrive at the gate seven minutes before the scheduled departure at 9:35, but the door was already shut and no airline official was at the gate. I was out of breath, pissed off, and beyond frustrated. I immediately walked over to one of the customer service counters of Air France and was rebooked on a flight three hours later to Barcelona. I felt incredibly irritated with my situation but knew that I had done everything within my power to make the flight and that it just wasn't meant to be. I decided not to dwell on the situation too much and realized that there could have been far much worse airports to get stuck in instead of Paris. While I waited, I went to eat in a café and ran into the nice couple again from Seattle. We talked together for about 30 minutes until their flight left to Amsterdam.

After sitting around for a few hours, my flight to Barcelona was announced and they indicated that it was running 20 minutes late due to some sort of mechanical problem. I finally started boarding soon after that, only to be turned around by the pilot as I walked down the breezeway. I began to feel quite nervous as it felt as though things just weren't going my way that day and that I would never make it to Barcelona. Luckily, I only had to wait another five minutes until I boarded again, and this time, I wasn't asked to turn around! The flight was quick and only lasted about 1.25 hours, but much to my surprise included a meal. European airlines are so much nicer than their American counterparts! I slept the entire way with the exception of the short time I ate the meal.

As my plane touched down in sunny Barcelona, I was so relieved to finally be there! Like so many other European cities, the airport was connected to the local train system, which took passengers into the central part of the city. Unfortunatel, prior to getting on the train I encountered a few moments of utter confusion while I attempted to use the ticket machines. For some reason, they had no English language option (which is shocking and not common in Europe). As I did not have any understanding of the Catalan language, I flagged down a station attendant in order to get some help. After the 30 minute train journey, I transferred onto the metro line, later getting off at the Catalunya stop.

I was able to find my hotel Hostal Campi easily from the metro stop as it was only located one block away. The walk to my room required climbing up four flights of stairs; not necessarily a bad thing, but definitely a lot of work and a great opportunity for exercise. The room was simple but functional, with a comfortable bed and was a bargain in my opinion at only 63 Euros per night (about $85 per night). Considering I was staying in the central part of one of the most popular cities in Europe, I thought this was an excellent deal!

My room at Hostal Campi.

Staircase at Hostal Campi.

By this point I was starving, so I walked to a nearby grocery store to buy water, bread, and salami. The salami I purchased happened to be some of the best salami I have ever consumed, so I was quite pleased.

I felt a lot better after eating, but was still absolutely exhausted from my long day of travel. As a result, I wanted to do something really easy and mindless. I consulted Rick Steves Spain book and completed the Rick Steves Ramblas walk. This walk began at the top of the Ramblas at Placa de Catalunya and went all the way down the Ramblas, ending at the waterfront. Aside from admiring the beautiful architecture along the walk, I also went inside Mercat de Sant Josep de la Boqueria (more often referred to as La Boqueria) for just a few minutes. La Boqueria is a large food market with dozens and dozens of fruit, vegetable, meat, and fish stands, along with a few casual places to eat. The structure of the current market was built back in 1853, but a market has stood in the same area for hundreds of years. When I visited, it was insanely crowded with a ton of people going in every which way direction, so I didn't spend too much time inside. I figured I would have time to go back at another less busy time, since the market was located only a few minutes away from my hotel.

Architecture along Las Ramblas in Barcelona.

Walking along Las Ramblas in Barcelona.

Street scenes from walking along Las Ramblas in Barcelona.

Architecture along Las Ramblas in Barcelona.

Architectural detail along Las Ramblas in Barcelona.

Architecture along Las Ramblas in Barcelona.

La Boqueria along Las Ramblas in Barcelona.

Fruit for sale at La Boqueria along Las Ramblas in Barcelona.

Chocolate from sale at La Boqueria.

La Boqueria

Architecture along Las Ramblas in Barcelona.

Walking along Las Ramblas in Barcelona.

Architecture along the Ramblas in Barcelona.

Architecture near Place de Catalunya along the Ramblas in Barcelona.

Street tile in Barcelona.

Pretty building and rooftop that I encountered while exploring Barcelona.

Architecture in Barcelona.

As I continued my walk, I was shocked to see that nearly every square foot of the Ramblas was filled with thousands of people, many of whom were students. As it was only March, and not the height of spring or summer, I was expecting small crowds, so was quite surprised to see the massive amount of people. I eventually walked all the way down to the waterfront, stopping at the Columbus Monument. I had initially planned to go up inside the monument in order to see a view of the city, but my plans were derailed as the lift was temporarily closed.

Colombus Monument

After enjoying views around the waterfront, I walked all the way back up the Ramblas and to the Block of Discord. This block is located in the Eixample District and is famous for several of its buildings, who were designed by three of Barcelona's most beloved architects; Lluís Domènech i Montaner, Antoni Gaudí and Josep Puig i Cadafalch. All of these buildings were built in the early 1900's and stand out like sore thumbs compared to their neighbors, as their architecture styles are so completely different than everything else. One of the most famous buildings I saw on the Block of Discord was Casa Batlló, designed by Gaudí. My sister Kimberly had told me about the building prior to my trip, but since the entrance fee was so steep (16.5 Euros per person, or about $22 USD) I didn't think I would be able to tour it. However, after viewing the facade for myself up close I decided I would have to go in because I knew that there was many great photographic opportunities up on the roof and inside the house. I decided to wait and tour the building on another day when I was more coherent and less tired.

Block of Discord in Barcelona.

At this point, I began to crash very quickly, so I headed back to the hotel to sleep. On my walk back, I stopped in at an eatery called Pita Inn and bought a bocadillo (sandwich) to eat that was made with kebab meat. The sandwich was surprisingly quite delicious. I finally made my way back to the room and collapsed around 19:30. I ended up waking up a few hours later at 01:30 and was unable to sleep for at least one hour. Jet lag is so frustrating!

Day 3 (Thursday, March 26th 2009)

I awoke on my first morning in Barcelona at 7:30 to sunny and bright blue skies; although I was still quite tired and out of it, I was so thrilled to see that the sun was shining. After getting ready, I headed out around 8:30 and walked to the Palau de la Musica Catalana (Palace of Catalan Music), where I had pre-booked spots for the 9:00 English tour. Admission to the music hall is by guided tour only and the tours are limited to 45 people only, so they sell out quickly. The Palau de la Musica Catalana was designed by Lluís Domènech i Montaner and built between 1905 to 1908, in the Catalan modernista style. Unfortunately, as I sat in the courtyard of the Palau waiting for my tour to began, the sun slowly began to fade which made me very sad. When the tour finally began, it started with a ten minute video that explained the construction of the building and the history behind it, including the interesting fact that the music hall was built upon the site of a former monastery. After the video, the guide took us into the main hall where I was blown away by the colorful mosaics, playful sculptures, and the amazing light that surrounded me. Although the theater was much smaller than I had imagined it would be, its beauty far surpassed what I ever expected it to look like. Unfortunately, much to my disappointment I was unable to take photographs inside the theater. You’ll have to trust my judgment regarding its beauty or visit the website yourself in order to understand what I’m talking about!

Exterior of Palau de la Musica Catalana.

Courtyard across from Palau de la Musica Catalana.

Architecture near Palau de la Musica Catalana.

Window detail near Palau de la Musica Catalana.

After touring the Palau de la Musica Catalana, I took the metro to the famous La Sagrada Família, where I had booked tickets ahead of time. I had done so as I had read that the entrance line for tickets to this popular spot sometimes took as long as one to two hours, and I definitely didn’t want to waste any of my precious time in Barcelona standing in lines. I bought the tickets through a website call Telentrada, where they also sell entrance tickets to many other sights within Barcelona. Unfortunately, when I arrived at Sagrada Família it was still cloudy out, although I did have a glimmer of hope as I saw tiny bits of blue sky dispersed within the clouds.

La Sagrada Familia

The Roman Catholic Church has been under construction since 1882 and is expected to continue until at least 2026. It was designed by Barcelona's most famous architect, Antoni Gaudí, who worked on the project for nearly 40 years until his death in 1926.

La Sagrada Familia

Detail from La Sagrada Familia.

I began my tour of the massive church in the museum, which was located in what will someday be the church’s crypt. The museum features dozens of photos from the construction of the church over the last 125 years and also includes many models of various forms of the church. In addition to viewing the displays, I also spent 20 minutes watching a movie that explained the history of the building and featured excerpts from construction that had occurred within the last ten years.

Workshop area of La Sagrada Familia

Next, I took an elevator (located at the nativity facade) to the top, where I admired views of the two towers and of the construction that was taking place all around and below me. Although the sun was trying its best to come out, it was still quite cloudy and gray so I was not happy with how the photos turned out.

Detail from La Sagrada Familia.

View from La Sagrada Familia.

La Sagrada Familia

View from La Sagrada Familia.

La Sagrada Familia

I eventually made my way into the ridiculously crowded nave, which was a crazy construction zone of dust, drilling, and scaffolding. However, beyond all of the chaos, it was easy to appreciate the architecture of the interior, especially the columns, which branched off into the ceiling like trees. I had read that the church was scheduled to be completely finished in 20 years, around 2030. We’ll see if that actually happens, but whenever it does, I hope I’m still alive and get to see it as it was always intended to appear.

Interior of La Sagrada Familia.

La Sagrada Familia

After I was finished at La Sagarada Familia, I took the metro to Parc de la Ciutadella. Unfortunately, one of the main focal points of the park, the Cascade Fountain, was covered in scaffolding and netting so I was only able to enjoy views of the lower fountains. Luckily, it was at this time that the sun finally came back out in full force after being unable to make up its mind for several hours, so I was happy, scaffolding or not. Within the park I also saw a beautiful lake and the Parlament de Catalunya. I continued the walk through the pleasant and un-crowded park until I reached the charming Barri Gotic neighborhood.

Parc de la Ciutadella

I eventually made my way to the Picasso Museum, after strolling through a few back alleyways and lovely squares in Barri Gotic.

Barcelona's Barri Gotic (Gothic Quarter).

The Picasso Museum in Barcelona houses one of the largest collections of works of art completed by the Spanish artist Pablo Picasso. The museum is housed in five adjoining medieval palaces that provide a fascinating architectural backdrop to the art on display. I opted to purchase the Articket Card at the museum, which only cost 20 Euros but included entrance to seven other museums within the city, including three that I would visit the following day. The museum was well laid-out and easy to follow and not at all overwhelming. Each of the rooms were organized by a time period in Picasso’s life with many of his early works on display. Prior to visiting this museum, when someone mentioned Picasso, I instantly thought of his modern Cubism art. I had absolutely no idea that Picasso’s early work included many realistic pieces and a few impressionist ones.

Picasso Museum

After spending about one hour at the museum, I traveled by metro back to Las Ramblas, where I visited La Boqueria again, since I was only able to devote just a small amount of time the day prior. Although I was visiting at a much earlier time than the day before (15:00 instead of 17:00) many of the market stalls were already beginning to shut down, especially the ones selling meat and fish. I wandered my way through the maze of stalls, before eventually buying two containers of mixed fruit for only one Euro each; what a deal!

La Boqueria

Fruit purchased from La Boqueria.

After the market, I headed off Las Ramblas to a street called Carme Portaferrissa, where I turned right onto Carrer Petritxol, as I wanted to stop in for churros con chocolate at Granja La Pallaresa. Unfortunately, the restaurant wasn’t scheduled to open for at least an hour longer, so instead I walked into a chocolate shop two stores down and bought some delicious cookies. I then snacked on my cookies as I walked through the surrounding neighborhood.

Chocolate store in Barcelona.

Cookies I purchased from a chocolate store in Barcelona.

Street scenes from a walk through Barcelona.

Afterward, I headed north to Casa Batlló, another Gaudí creation. The building was initially built in 1877 but was later remodeled by Gaudí between 1905 to 1907. As previously mentioned, I had wavered back and forth as to whether or not I should visit this building due to its ridiculously high entrance fee (16.5 Euros per person), but alas, I was called to visit by its promises of beautiful and unique architecture, which I am always a sucker for. The entrance fee also included an audio guide.

Exterior of Casa Batllo.

Interior of Casa Batllo.

Although most people began the tour on the ground level floor, I opted to start all the way at the rooftop, in order to take advantage of the setting sunlight on the whimsical chimneys. I was able to get several great shots of the chimneys which really thrilled me.

Rooftop of Casa Batllo.

View from the rooftop of Casa Batllo.

Rooftop of Casa Batllo.

After touring the rooftop, I then descended down the stairs to begin touring the rooms, which to my surprise, only covered the top floor and first two floors. The rest of the floors contained private residences and were therefore obviously closed to the public. My favorite rooms were definitely the attic with its incredibly gorgeous arches and one of the rooms on the bottom floor, which faced the street and featured beautiful stained glass walls and an amazing light fixture set in the ceiling in a swirl pattern. Overall, I was happy I had visited Casa Batlló and glad that I had been able to obtain great photos of the rooftop; however, I strongly feel that their entrance fee is too high and quite unnecessary; someone is making a HUGE profit off of this place!

Interior of Casa Batllo.

Backyard of Casa Batllo.

Backyard tile at Casa Batllo.

Interior of Casa Batllo.

From Casa Batllo, I took the metro once again, this time venturing down to the Cathedral of Barcelona (also known as the Cathedral of Santa Eulalia). This 14th century church with its 19th century facade was undergoing restoration during my visit so much of its exterior was covered in scaffolding. I walked through the interior, which was free to view. It was very dark inside the church, but not in a gloomy way; in fact, it was quite beautiful and much different than any other church I had visited in the past. Since I have visited so many churches while traveling, those not absolutely spectacular tend to blur together and all look the same in my memory, but this cathedral was a different story as it was very unique.

Cathedral of Barcelona.

From the church, I decided to travel back to Granja La Pallaresa because it was after 17:00 and I knew the eatery would be open. Upon arrival, I was seated immediately and quickly decided to order a chocolate con churro with plenty of whip cream. I was astonished by the massive amount of cream that was added to the top of the thick chocolate. It took me several dips of my churro before I was even able to see any of the chocolate below the cream. The churros were excellent; crispy and crunchy on the outside, and soft and deliciously sweet on the inside; a perfect combination with the creamy chocolate. The restaurant seemed to serve mostly locals and was quite affordable for a snack; my bill was less than 5 Euro.

Exterior of Granja la Pallaresa.

Chocolate con churro at Granja la Pallaresa.

Churros at Granja la Pallaresa.

Chocolate con churro at Granja la Pallaresa.

Next, I headed back up Las Ramblas again, this time in search of the restaurant I had decided upon for dinner, El Raco, based on a recommendation by Rick Steves. The restaurant served Mediterranean inspired cuisine for very reasonable prices; main dishes ranged from 7 Euros to 10 Euros. I ended up ordering risotto with wild mushrooms and shrimp. The food was decent; certainly not the best, but definitely not the worst. The price was right and the service was fast, so I was happy in the end.

Risotto from El Raco in Barcelona.

From the restaurant, I walked through the busy streets of Barcelona in the evening back to my hotel, where I once again crashed from exhaustion. I had had quite a busy and eventful day!

Nighttime stroll along Las Ramblas in Barcelona.

Day 4 (Friday, March 27th 2009)

Due to a poor night of sleep, I ended up waking up a little later than planned on my third day in Barcelona. I finally left the room around 9:30, and found a pastry shop near my hotel to buy a quick breakfast.

I then took the metro a few stops up to Casa Milà (also known as La Pedrera). Casa Milà was designed by Antoni Gaudí and built between 1906 to 1910 for the married couple, Rosario Segimon and Pere Milà.

Exterior of Casa Mila.

Interior of Casa Mila.

I was able to skip the regular entrance line due to the Articket Card that I had purchased the day prior at the Picasso Museum. Once inside, I grabbed the free audio guide, which was included with the ticket price. I then took an elevator up to the attic level, which contained many models, photos, and other relevant facts relating to Antoni Gaudí.

Attic level of Casa Mila.

As the morning light (ideal for photography) was quickly waning, I headed straight for the rooftop in order to photograph the many famous chimneys, of which there are 30 in total. Luckily for me, the sun was shining brightly and the sky appeared deep blue against the cream toned chimneys; I was very happy with the end results of my photography. Had I arrived any later, the sun would have been at an angle that would have prevented me from obtaining such great shots of the chimneys.

Rooftop of Casa Mila.

Standing on the rooftop of Casa Mila.

Rooftop of Casa Mila.

View from the rooftop of Casa Mila.

Rooftop of Casa Mila.

Looking down from the rooftop of Casa Mila.

Rooftop of Casa Mila.

Once back inside Casa Milà, I headed down a few flights of stairs to the private apartments, which were decorated as how they might have appeared when it was first built by Gaudí. Unfortunately, although the apartment was decorated quite beautifully and was extremely interesting to look at, the rooms were chocked full with way too many visitors, so it was difficult to appreciate what I was seeing.

Interior of Casa Mila.

From Casa Milà, I headed to yet another Gaudi sight, Parc Güell, which was located in the northern area of Barcelona and required me to take a metro and bus ride. After leaving the metro station, I ended up getting on a bus with the correct number, but I soon realized it was going in the wrong direction. Luckily, I realized this quickly enough and got off at the following stop. I then tried to find the stop on the opposite side of the street, but had no luck. I continued walking towards the park as I figured I would run into another bus stop; unfortunately I did not, although I did finally reach the park myself after a good 20 minutes and several hundred stairs!

Interesting art exhibit seen along the way to Parc Guell.

My first view upon entering Parc Güell was of the massive amount of people within the grounds of the park; not an over exaggeration, but there was definitely thousands of people within my range of view, including hundreds of school children who appeared to be there with their classmates on a field trip. Prior to my trip, I had received a request from a friend to take a photography of the famous Gaudi Lizard at the park. Unfortunately, I was not aware that this lizard was one of the most photographed items in all of the park and literally had dozens of people standing in line waiting to get their shot with the reptile. As a result, I was unable to get a great photo of the lizard but did get a few decent ones. I also managed to photograph a couple other things, including the Hall of 100 Columns. However, I quickly tired of the ridiculous crowds and left. I can imagine that the park is probably best visited first thing in the morning when it opens.

Parc Guell

The famous lizard at Parc Guell.

Parc Guell

Another shot of the lizard at Parc Guell.

Parc Guell

Tile work at Parc Guell.

Parc Guell

Tile work at Parc Guell.

Parc Guell

From the park, I opted to take a taxi back to the metro stop in order to avoid a long and tiring walk. I took the metro back into town and had lunch at Pita Inn once again; it was hard to say no to cheap and delicious sandwiches!

Next, I walked down the Ramblas, and turned right onto a street named Carrer Nou de la Rambla, where I walked to Palau Güell, which was completed in 1890 by none other than Antoni Gaudí. The building was undergoing a massive restoration during my visit and so I was only able to tour the ground floor and basement; however, there was no entrance fee charged so I wasn't too upset. There were pamphlets and a video which showed pictures of the rest of the building, including the amazing roof with its gorgeous chimneys. I was disappointed that I would be unable to see the rooftop as it looked even more interesting than those I had seen at both Casa Batllo and Casa Milà.

Palau Guell

Basement of Palau Guell.

Palau Guell

Next, I walked to La Boqueria Market as I was craving some strawberries. When I had visited the day prior, I had seen row after row of fruit stands with beautiful and shiny red strawberries. I purchased quite a large amount and it only cost about two Euros.

Another visit to La Boqueria Market.

I took my strawberries back to the hostel, and rested up for a bit before I headed out again.

When I finally left, I once again went back to Sagrada Familia so that I could retake the front exterior shots of the church as it was sunny out. I arrived at the perfect time when the sun was shining brightly on the facade. It was truly amazing to see how much different the church appeared on a sunny day versus a cloudy one; the details were so much more emphasized and pronounced.

La Sagrada Familia

After feeling satisfied with my photo retakes, I took a combination of a metro ride and a funicular ride in order to reach Montjuic (Mount of the Jews). This area of Barcelona is situated atop a hill which overlooks all of Barcelona, including its harbor. I had several sights that I wanted to see in this area of Barcelona including Fundacio Joan Miro, the Catalan Art Museum, and the Magic Fountains.

It was just a short walk from the funicular station to Fundacio Joan Miro. This museum is filled with many different forms of modern art created by the Spanish artist Joan Miró. Entrance to the museum was included with my Articket card and though I had not initially planned to visit the museum, I figured I might as well since it wouldn't cost me any extra money. I wasn’t sure if I was going to enjoy the museum as I am not usually a huge fan of art, and definitely not modern art. My predictions were right and I only spent about 20 minutes in the museum before I couldn’t take it anymore. I tried very hard to appreciate the art and to wrap my mind around the symbolism, but I had a very difficult time doing so. In addition, the sun was shining and it sounded much more appealing to sit outside in the sun and enjoy the warm temperature instead of standing around in a museum that I had no interest in.

Exterior of Fundacio Joan Miro Museum

I left the museum and walked for a bit, until I reached a park called Jardins de Joan Maragall that looked quite inviting. I walked through it for awhile, enjoying the views of Barcelona, and then found a bench that was situated right in front of the sun. It appeared to be calling my name, so I decided to sit for about half an hour and just simply relaxed and soaked up the warmth.

Jardins de Joan Maragall

With much reluctance, I finally left my spot in the warm sun and continued the walk along to the National Art Museum of Catalunya. This museum contains various forms of visual art from the Romanesque, Gothic, Renaissance and Baroque periods and also has collections on 19th and 20th century art. Entrance to the museum was also included in the Articket card, but I had actually planned on visiting this museum prior to buying the card, unlike the Fundacio Joan Miro Museum.

Exterior of the National Art Museum of Catalunya.

View from the National Art Museum of Catalunya.

Near the National Art Museum of Catalunya.

The museum like so many other sights in Barcelona and around Europe, was undergoing renovation on its exterior. It appeared to be quite beautiful, so I was slightly disappointed I couldn’t get a shot without all of the scaffolding and tarps. I first decided to walk through the Romanesque gallery, as that is what the museum is most famous and well-known for. I wasn’t quite sure what to think of the exhibits here; while the frescoes were absolutely gorgeous to look at, I didn’t like the idea that the paintings had all been ripped off the walls of churches. I wondered why they hadn’t just kept the paintings where they belonged? The museum’s brochure indicated that they were preserving the frescoes so that the art could stay within Catalunya, but I wasn’t buying it. Unless the churches were specifically ordered to be demolished, I felt there was no reason why the frescoes shouldn’t have stayed put where they had been painted hundreds of years before.

The National Art Museum of Catalunya.

After touring the Romanesque gallery, I headed over to the Baroque gallery. For some reason, prior to my visit I had assumed that I would be seeing furniture and possibly other pieces of decorative art, but I saw none of this. Instead, the area I visited was full of unknown paintings by local artists of the region. Soon after this, I had tired of looking at art, and went downstairs to the cafe. I purchased some pastries and sat around for awhile, killing time before the 19:00 Magic Fountains display.

The National Art Museum of Catalunya.

The Magic Fountains were located just directly downhill from the Catalan Art Museum. By the time I ventured outside around 18:50, the steps were lined with hundreds of people, waiting for the spectacle to begin. When it finally did begin, I was very surprised by the number of fountains that spouted off. The fountains were set to music, so it was quite interesting to watch. The sun was also setting behind a pink sky, so the entire setting was very beautiful. After about the first ten minutes of the show, the fountains began to light up in different shades of blue, pink, orange, etc, and it appeared even more impressive than before. I didn’t stay too long though as it was quite cold out, I was exhausted, and my legs were killing me from the massive amount of walking I had completed that day.

Pretty planter in from of the National Art Museum of Catalunya.

View from the National Art Museum of Catalunya.

Magic Fountains in Barcelona.

I headed to the metro, located just beyond the fountains, and traveled back to Las Ramblas. Because I was so exhausted and since I had an early flight out that next morning to Granada, I did not want to travel far nor wait any amount of time to eat out out on that Friday evening. As a result, I ate dinner at a place called La Poma, which appeared to be a chain restaurant. It was located just a few minutes walk from my hotel, had no line, and was decently priced, so it worked for me. I eventually made my way back to the hotel, where I collapsed not too much later. In addition to having a jam-packed two and a half days in Barcelona, I was still overwhelmed with jet lag so I was absolutely exhausted and in desperate need of rest.

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