If you read my May Roundup post you will already know that on 14th May it was my other half’s birthday. For his gift, I took him to Barcelona.
We only spent 4 days there, but that was enough time for us to decide that Barcelona was definitely up there with our favourite cities so far. In fact, I’d go as far to say I think it’s probably my favourite place that I’ve ever been to, and being there with my boyfriend made it even more special. There’s a certain charm about Barcelona that you can’t really describe – you have to experience it.
We arrived at Barcelona airport at about 12.30pm and got a taxi straight to our hotel. We stayed in Hotel Jazz – cute accommodation just minutes from La Rambla. We checked in, dumped our bags, got changed and went straight up to the rooftop bar to check out the views and get some lunch. We ate burgers and admired the gorgeous view of Barcelona from our roof.
We took a stroll down La Rambla to the port, explored, admired the views, before heading back to our hotel. We were both exhausted and I felt so drained after suffering with bad anxiety (I’m rubbish at travelling and being away from home), so we stayed in that night and got room service.
Feeling a bit more settled and comfortable, we went straight out after breakfast. We explored the narrow side streets, beautiful architecture, and enjoyed the sunshine. We went for a stroll in a park and watched street performers blowing giant bubbles, took a few photos, ate lunch, and went back to the pool.
That evening, we met up with my other half’s cousin (sort of, it’s his uncle’s partner’s daughter – are you still following?) who lives in Barcelona. She met us in the port and told us that we’d go to a bar. ‘Bear with me‘ she said, ‘I’m not taking you anywhere weird’ as she led us through a museum. We went into the lift, right to the top floor of the museum. We didn’t have a clue where we were going or what we were doing, but we stepped out of the lift and into a rooftop bar overlooking the port, and that moment will stay with me forever.
I simply cannot describe how it looked. It was absolutely stunning. I drank a mojito and we chatted about all sorts, admiring the boats in the port and watching the water sparkle in the sun. Unfrotuantely, no photograph really captures it.
After that, Charlie and I took a walk to the beach and ate tapas on the seafront. The first restaurant we went to turned out to be not what we were looking for, but as we sat outside, the sea in front of us, people started dancing. I don’t know who they were, or why they were there – it was almost like a flash mob – but it was amazing. Again, that will stay with me forever. Despite being busy, the whole city was so chilled.
On Tuesday we took a walk to Gaudi Cathedral. It was about forty minutes from our hotel, and it was such a lovely walk because we got to see more of the city and, of course, be out in the sun!
Gaudi was beautiful, as expected.
After that we walked back to the hotel, and chilled out by the rooftop pool for the afternoon. Tuesday was our last full day, so we wanted to make the most of he sun before going back to England’s rainy July.
That evening we went back to the port (our favourite place, if you couldn’t tell) to have dinner. We ate tapas in a cute outside restaurant, chatted, and watched the world go by.
After dinner we went back to our hotel – the great thing about our hotel was that we had to walk through La Rambla to get anywhere, so it was so much fun. We had a cartoon drawing done of us by a really sweet man on La Rambla, and laughed at ourselves. Once we got back, we sat in the rooftop bar, had a couple of beers, and put the world to rights.
We flew home at 5.30pm on Wednesday, so we had a bit of time in the morning to see our favourite places for the last time. We walked down La Rambla to the port and admired the views for one last time.
Has anyone else been to Barcelona? Did you love it as much as I did?