Viva Barcelona!

I spent a couple of days in Barcelona last week. It was actually my fourth time in the city. Previously I had always been very disappointed with what everybody told me was a wonderful place. This time I made a point of taking a late flight back on the Thursday to allow myself some time to have a little walk around (rather than just rushing to the airport to sit and do emails in the lounge, again). I have to say on a warm November day and under a glorious blue sky I was finally taken by the feel and the architecture of the place – the normally screeching Spaniards didn’t irritate me either. The sun draped old town was beautiful, and the city was a wonderful mix of the traditional and the youthful. I also found some excellent food and even a free internet connection in Starbucks (I couldn’t go a whole afternoon without emails you understand). The conclusion I drew as I sat on the train to travel back to the airport in the evening was one’s opinion of a city is typically much more positive when you’re not there on a stag do (as I had been the three other times I had visited the Catalan capital)!