Those of you who read the blog regularly will know that I recently went on a little three week trip abroad. I spent two days in Barcelona, then volunteered for two weeks at a chateau in the Languedoc-Roussilon region of France before visiting a friend in Perpignan.Today I'm going to tell you about the final leg of my trip: a slightly longer (three days, to be exact) stint in Barcelona.
I was pretty pleased to be able to return to Barcelona at the end of my trip because there was far too much to do in just two days. I was a little dismayed to see that the forecast for the final two days was rain, so I moved my designated beach day from Monday to Sunday, and the moment I arrived at the hostel I dumped my stuff and legged it down to the beach. Unfortunately, by the time I got down to the waterfront it was close to 4pm so the heat of the day had mostly dissipated, though it was still an ambient 17C when I got down there.
|Violko: the colours on the wall represent the flavours available|
|A lot of ice cream: crema catalana (yellow) and pina colada (white)|
Despite the forecast, the next day turned out to be warm and, for the most part, rain free. I was very pleased about this because my umbrella had been broken for the entire trip, and the lack of rain meant I would not spend the day resembling a drowned rat. My first port of call was the chocolate museum, where the ticket is a chocolate bar. Inside was a history of chocolate making and eating, along with intricate chocolate creations, including scenes from Bambi, Asterix and Obelix and La Sagrada Familia. My only disappointment was that the museum was quite small, though for €5, a ninety minute visit isn't bad.
|A chocolate scene from Up|
|Very Thick Hot Chocolate|
The next day was also surprisingly sunny, though I spent the first three hours in the Museum of Catalan History (well worth a visit, though make sure you are in no chance of getting hungry halfway through like I did). I was pretty famished after this, though I decided that I would get into the locality that I was planning on exploring in the afternoon. This plan turned out to be a disastrous move, as I somehow lost my bearings on a street in El Raval and, attempting to return to the main highstreet, walked off the map of the city centre in an unknown direction. I eventually realised that I was lost, but luckily found a street whose end was on the map so I followed it up to Placa Espana. If I hadn't got lost, I would never have visited this area as it is quite out of the way, and I managed to stumble across a shopping mall with some interesting Spanish restaurants at the top (though in all honesty at this point I was ready to call it quits and find a McDonald's).
|View of Placa Espagna from the top of the shopping mall|
|Entrance to Mercat la Boqueria|
|Barcelona's Arc de Triomf|