We had one other day in Barcelona, Spain that has been left unaccounted for. We were determined to do all the other tourist things our hostel really recommended.
Despite my last post about some bad things, I love Barcelona. I love that my knowledge of Spanish actually works here, people really understand me and vice versa. I would love to just move here for 2 years and become completely fluent. I love the architecture. Every street is pure art.
Seriously, how do I make these?
We went to the Gothic Quarter and the whole historical area to look around. We started with the Gothic Cathedral. There was a band playing out front and the older crowd doing Jewish-type dances in the square. It was wonderful.
We found this clock art installation inside some passageway off the path.
And then we found this whole holiday celebration taking place. I’m assuming that’s what the band in front of the Gothic Cathedral was about, but we’re not sure. I took pictures of the sign with the name but couldn’t find on the internet anything about it. So anyway, we went into the big crowd to see what this festival was all about and there were little children climbing on each other. It was cool but incredibly strange. At the top were little children with helmets who literally climbed up each other like a ladder.
The Picasso Museum has free entry on Sunday’s 3-7, but the line was so long and fast moving that they would give you a ticket with a time to come back to the museum for. We had about an hour to kill so we walked down to the shore by the aquarium. We also found this adorable little bakery on the way…
We went back to the Picasso Museum then and only saw more beautiful artworks on the way. Literally, this city is a piece of art in itself.
Photography inside the museum wasn’t exactly allowed. The architecture of the Picasso Museum itself might have even interested me more than the exhibits. Picasso’s not really my favorite artist so it didn’t speak to me nearly as much as other people. I still learned a lot, like who knew that Picasso started with portraits and almost all real-life kind of art. It was extremely eye-opening and I felt very cultured/educated afterwards.
After the museum we went to “Barcelona Crepes” right outside the Cathedral. Despite being in Spain, the Italian food was just really doing it. (The paella really didn’t.) We had so many crepes as we looked up what we could do on a Sunday night. The Spanish aren’t known for their hard work already but I can really guarantee that just about absolutely everything was closed in the city (minus the bars). Our flight left around 5am so we were just wondering the city before going to the airport early to try to nap.
Now, everything I’ve said is literally everything I’ve done in Barcelona. Anyone who knows Barcelona knows this is very, very wrong. We did everything that the hostel had told us to. They also told us to uh pass by Sagrada Familia. So we had that on our map as “must go” but you know, just pass by on our way back to pick our stuff up from the hostel. We also found from my friend’s pictures the Park de la Ciutadella. So, we ran into the Arc de Triomf and through the Paessig de Lluis Companys Park on the way to the other park…
We finally got into the park- nothing was lit up. Not a single thing. I could still see but the pictures I got all turned out pretty badly… but this is what I got…
I’m not sure how much you can see but this is a massive pond. There were ducks, birds, and trees in the water. It was gorgeous.
Next I hope you can make out this insane beautiful fountain. The top in the back which you could walk up to had gold statues. It was such a work of art, I would suggest looking it up on google images since I clearly did no justice.
Okay so we got to Sagrada Familia and I like to believe it was just more beautiful at night and we didn’t miss this massive thing…
Please take my advice and look at these sites sooner, don’t believe any crappy bug-filled-hostel workers. Don’t get left in the dark.
Honestly, you need way more than 2 days in Barcelona. It’s so beautiful and amazing… as bad as some things were on this trip, I needed more time and would need to come back anyway. Now when I come back I just know better.