Ok so after day one in Barcelona I’ve learnt quite a few things…
Barcelona is big!
Pigeons are friends not food!
I walk too fast for Barcelona
I genuinely thought people were lying when they told me they sell pets on las ramblas
Diet coke is a lot cheaper here. €0.79 for 500mls!
It is hot
Mercat De La Boqueria is my kind of place
So after I posted yesterdays blog. I went for a walk up Las Ramblas to Playa Catalunya. Via the market.
Can we just stop for a second to discuss Mercat De La Boqueria. Any place that sells pots of chorizo to munch on while you walk round is my kind of place! I then got some fresh apple juice, oh my god! There were lots of stalls selling the biggest variety of juiced fruits ever! I will be going back tomorrow…
I don’t know why but I didn’t think to take my DSLR camera for this little outing so here’s a few snaps from my little camera, I will be going back with the other camera and they’ll all be in the big Barcelona blog.
I also took some pictures on my little stroll through playa catalunya and las ramblas, Barcelona is such a pretty place. I mean, I love London but its not a looker…
Again, we need to stop and address something, what is with all the pigeons in Placa Catalunya?!? There were so many and people were just sat in the middle of them all like ‘come to me!’ In the uk we’re constantly trying to kick them if they come within 100 yards of us!
I then went back to the hotel to pick up my DSLR and top up my suncream and to take a breather, I felt like I was dying, it was so hot! When I saw weather reports earlier this week they said 25/26 but oh no a whopping 33 degrees at 2pm this afternoon! Now thats great for a laze by the pool holiday but for city wandering, wow it takes it out of you!
I headed down to Port Vell and Barceloneta beach, which I don’t think I found? I’m pretty sure I was on Saint Sebastian beach. If that’s right then where the hell is Barceloneta?!? I walked the longest way round ever known to man and by the time I reached the beach I nearly ran into the sea crying I was so happy to see water! Instead I did a less dramatic flop out on a towel
reading boy watching for a couple of hours. There are a lot of American boys in Barcelona and they’re all topless…is this a requirement? I’m not complaining just curious.
However my love for American boys waivered slightly when two rather lovely Spanish men started playing bat and ball next to me. It kind of turned into piggy in the middle with little old me sat on my towel. It was getting so competetive they were moving along the beach. Of course one lost his footing and the ball came straight at me.
“Lo Siento!” (I’m sorry) cried one of them.
No problemo Mr Topless Spanish man, you can hit it straight at my face if it means you’ll talk to me in Spanish again!
So I called it quits on the way back and got the Metro, very much like London, even had to stand to one side so people could run up the escalators instead of the stairs right next to it…
I decided to test myself and kept the ticket machine in Spanish and I understood it, well I guessed but I got back to my hotel so it must have been ok. The metro system is pretty much all in Spanish/Catalonian but I found my way. It may have been dummed down enough for a three year old to understand but I don’t care!
So this next part is where I hit a little bit of a stumbling block. Dinner, alone. Now I was extremely tired by this point having been up since 4am and tired Amy might aswell be renamed as crying Amy, so I had another little wobble but told myself to man up. I just ate at one of the restaurants on Las Ramblas. I know, Beetley Pete is going to kill me for it! But it was close and I just couldn’t be bothered going anywhere, to save money I’m only buying a two day Metro Pass to cover Saturday and Sunday and it would have meant walking and Barcelona is huge!
But I did it, I took myself and my kindle out to dinner, I had some nice Paella and chatted with a nice waiter. I had a slight panic that I didn’t have enough money and my bank card was safely locked in my safe in my hotel room. Stupid Amy! What good is it for emergencies if you don’t have it?! Anyway the reason why I didn’t think I’d have enough is because the Paella was more than I was planning to Spend and then I asked for a Vodka and Coke and got this…
WTF?! Its one litre. A whole litre?!?
I had enough money, thankfully, but I was tired and upset and quite frankly, pissed, thanks to their litres of alcohol! (And the four beers I’d had down at the beach) So I went back to the hotel. I was going to take ten mins to chill out before heading to Placa Reial, just by hotel, to watch the concerts for La Merce. But then the guy at reception said he’d lost my key (I left it at reception so I don’t risk losing it outside) turns out he hadn’t because he was convinced I was in room 305 when I’m in 216. But that broke me so I got to my room and ended up having a panic attack.
I’m not going to dwell on it, I’ve been over them before but I decided to call it a night as that point. I am annoyed at myself, this trip was supposed to be about getting away from that stuff, J’m just going to put it down to being tired.
But it is a new day, I’m very excited to go to see Sagrada Familia and Park Guell and take some photographs. It’s hard trying to get back into this proper photography malarky, now I’ve got a way of editing the photos from the DSLR thanks to the Mac. I’d like to get back into it again. Unfortunately you won’t be able to see them until Tuesday!
I’m also getting my two day metro pass…you have no idea how excited I am by this!
Not too sure on what to do this afternoon, I’m planning on going to the beach about 5ish like yesterday and to stay a bit later, I want to get some sunset photographs but I think I will have some time free before that. Maybe I will go check out the gothic quarter.
Tonight, I’m going to grab something quick and either head to the magic fountain or back down to the beach to watch the fireworks for La Merce, it turns out I can’t read a program properly and there are fireworks!