I wanted to also add a bit about my trips to the blog… So I’m starting with Barcelona. The first “official” stop in my Eurotrip 2012. I’m pretty sure there will be more Eurotrips to come for me.
I have to start admitting I went to Barcelona, wanting to be in Madrid, and with the idea that I wasn’t going to like Barcelona.
But oh dear, I’m IN LOVE with Barcelona.
So, this is my little advice for you, NEVER travel with a preconceived idea of the place you’re about to visit, you might find out how wrong you were and probably end up in love with that city or place like I did with Barcelona.
Since my plane from Lima landed in Madrid, I had to take another plane to Barcelona. I spent the majority of the time I had to wait for my plane to Barcelona, reading, hearing music and trying to found out how to get online on my cellphone, without having to use the roaming.
I arrived at Barcelona, Cathy and Roger picked me up from the airport and took me “home”. After I unpacked a bit, Cathy asked if I wanted to go around the city a little bit so I would travel with the metro and learn how to use it, and also just to do a little city sightseeing.
We pretty much went to the Barri Gòtic (Gothic Quarter), which really amazed me, I felt like I was back in the Middle Ages. There was a nice cute bar called, Bosc de les Fades ( of the fairies) where we drunk something. Then we got back home.
The next day, I had prepared myself for a very Goudí day. Went to the “Sagrada Familia”, The Parc Güell, the Batlló und Milla houses and then back home. I walked like never before in my life, or at least like never in Lima.
The next day I went to the MNAC (Museu Nacional d’Art de Catalunya / National Art Museum of Catalunya), to the Poble Espanyol, and the Picasso Museum, I was dead and my feet hurted, not counting the blisters I got. After that I met Cathy again and we went around the Barri Gòtic, ate pinxos and talked.
The next day, we went to Barceloneta, with the bicycles, a bit more around Barcelona, Port Olimpic to visit Stefan, one of the roomies of the house, he’s a DJ and has a little boat on Port Olimpic where he stays sometimes.
The next day I did pretty much nothing important, well I went shopping to some outlets where I got amazing boots and sneakers.Then headed myself to the Camp Nou, for the Camp Nou Experience. Even tho, I’m a Madridista, I didn’t want to leave Spain without visiting a stadium, and I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to be able to go to the Santiago Bernabeu, so I did the the Camp Nou Experience.
I had to wake up super early, and let me tell you, I felt like I was waking a lot of people in Barcelona, while I walked going to the Bus Station that was going to take me to the Airport.
And then I took my plane to Paris. Paris will be another post.