Most of us associate with a trip to the capital of Catalonia a fulltime schedule of activities: Starting with the picturesque Parque Güell, then visiting the Sagrada Familia as the most popular church of the city, ending up in the FC Barcelona Football Museum – this city really seems to offer many activities and sights for everyone. So we made our way into the city, but honestly, our daily schedule seemed a bit different on this sunny morning. Just a few metro stops away from the central station, we directly became one with the tumult of a constantly pulsating metropolis.
We were totally magnetised, looking forward to crowded streets, priceless drink prices, wildly gesticulating people and disoriented tourists.
Right in the middle, instead of just taking – this was probably the motto of our current trip. At 10 am, which is more or less an atypical time for people that are totally focussed on their upcoming holidays, the motto was just rarely realizable.
A Café Sólo should wake up our dizzy minds this morning – priceless, but totally necesarry. There we were, badly trying to avoid the typical tourism manner, willig to experience the unconditional and uncensored flow of the city.
Afterwards, this was admittetly a bit naive – at least a map would have saved a detour at one or the other point – but who cares, we were here, in a good mood, hungry for new impressions and a new metropolis. Tourist, or not – our cameras round our necks as well as our tan, which still reminded of German summer, definitely revealed our origin – the Plaça Catalunya should become our first destination.
A place full of people with all itstour Buses in rank and file was framed by countless Spanish chain stores. Our noses just seemed to stick to the shop windows of Zara and Mango, closely followed by our faszination for Gucci, Cartier and Chanel – here, a hand bag costs as much as a fulltime study credit…
After this short shopping madness and a “if we only have so much money“, the small alleys and mysterious places gathered our total attention.
After a good lunch in the afternoon – seafood and aioli included – we paved our way through the Gothic District of the city. Narrow lanes, bordered by lofty facades with 2 sqm balconies, small shops full of antiques and trinkets recorded a picturesque image of the “Old Barcelona”.
Here it was – our personal impression of the city, far away from the crowded attractions with their long queues in the summer time, we were allowed to experience Barcelona in our individual way.
An ice cream in one hand and a leather strap to the other, accompanied by many new impressions, we started our way home.