Barcelona was my favorite out of all the cities we visited.
It really reminded me of New York city. There is a street down the middle
called La Rambla, filled with markets and stores and thousands of pedestrians.
During our full day in the city, we went to a bunch of buildings built by
Gaudi, an architect who was active during the early twentieth century. Gaudi
must have been insane. His buildings do not have any straight lines, and appear
as though they came straight out of a scene in Alice and Wonderland or perhaps
a Dalí painting. One of his (incomplete) constructions was la Sagrada Familia,
a gigantic basilica with towering spires and Christian symbols all over it. We
contemplated going inside but the line was absolutely insane, wrapping around
the entire block and beyond, so we decided to trek up to Parque Guell, an
entire park built by Gaudi.
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Sagrada Familia |
We had barely walked around for ten minutes before the
downpour began. Luckily, there I was stuck in ridiculous indoor line for the
bathroom and did not get drenched. My mom and Lilly were not so lucky however.
I came out of the bathroom and find them huddled by a cliff with their legs
completely soaked. My dad had found shelter under one of the big café umbrellas
after he went to the bathroom. Fortunately, thought, the rain ended quickly and
we made our way back downhill to the Parque de Ciutadella and el Museo Picasso.
Lunch was followed by a stroll through the park and a long walk up to Montjuic,
where we saw the Olympic Stadium from the 1992 games. Then, we saw the Magic
Fountain (which unfortunately did not have any water) and the Plaza de España.
To Lilly and my delight, we were back on La Rambla early enough to do some shopping
before heading home to dinner.
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Olympic Stadium |
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catching part of the Semana Santa parade on La Rambla! |
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Lilly's Kinder and KitKat gelato |
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My smurf and hazelnut gelato |
The next morning, my mom and I got up a bit earlier to do
some exploring at la Boquetería, the huge bustling food market off La Rambla.
It was the coolest market I’d ever seen…I’d never seen so many freshly-made smoothies
(I got a pineapple-coconut one!) and tropical fruits, colorful displays of
dried fruits and nuts, and hunks of Spanish ham everywhere.
As we drove out of
Barcelona, I kept on thinking that I would definitely come back to visit. I’d
even be willing to live there for a few months…a day and a half certainly did
not do the city justice; I feel like I’ve barely even scratched the surface. I
got the impression that it’s a city with so much personality and hidden places
to explore.
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