5 Things I Love Most about Barcelona

I decided to take on a slightly different writing style for Barcelona than my usual blog entries. Reason being? I find it too hard to write an all-encompassing post about this city for fears of leaving something out. Instead, I would summarize the things I love most about Barcelona.

NOTE : Some of the items in the list is not signature of Barcelona, but is deemed appropriate since this is a personal account of my experience.  


5 Things I Love Most about Barcelona

1) Antoni Gaudi’s architecture

He is the architect that is the face of Barcelona. In fact, he is such a prominent figure in Barcelona that the city itself is fondly called “The Barcelona of Gaudi” to locals and architecture enthusiasts. Gaudi’s architectural style is best described as quirky and infused with elements of nature. Another distinguishing characteristic of Gaudi’s design is his use of broken mosaic to ensemble collages that embellishes his buildings.

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Parc Guell houses one of the best views of Barcelona. Gaudi’s signature mosaic work can be seen here

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The iconic Parc Guell stairs that leads up to the marketplace

I have questioned myself several times whether it is appropriate to give a person the number one spot of my favourite things about Barcelona, but every time the answer always comes up as a yes. In fact, it is only appropriate to pay such respects to the man who envisioned The Church of Sagrada Familia, the most visited monument in Spain. The church has been under construction since 1882, yes it is still under construction after 133 years!  Completion is said to be achieved in 2026, or was it 2036? You’ll never really know with them Catalans….

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It will take 150 years to realise Gaudi’s vision of La Sagrada Familia

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The Interior of Sagrada Familia features distinctive stained glass designs that invokes peace and serenity

My favourite Gaudi work is Casa Batllo (pronounced : Casa Butt-yo). It was a house that Gaudi designed for the wealthy family of Josep Batllo. Any attempt of me trying to describe this magical place will prove to be futile, so I will let the promotional video of Casa Batllo speak for itself.

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Casa Batllo or the House of Bones

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The entire house was designed without a single straight line

2) Bicing

Public transportation has never looked this cool. Bicing is a bicycle sharing service provided by no other than Vodafone, one of the biggest Telco companies in Europe. Barcelona boasts more than 400 Bicing stations located in central locations around the city. The infrastructure of the city accommodates cyclists very well with cycling pathways available in almost all major roads and sidewalks being large enough to fit pedestrians and cyclists.

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Bicing stations similar to this is available throughout Barcelona city

So how does it work? Interested people can apply for a Bicing card online and pay 45 euros to use the service for a whole year. The first 30 minutes of the service is free of charge, but subsequent 30 minutes are 73 cents each. Mind you, they have limited the service to people actually living in Barcelona so that the service would not be abused by tourists. You can only apply for a Bicing card if you have a citizen’s ID or NIE number (Número de Identificación de Extranjero or Foreigner Identification Number). Also the fact that the service is completely in Spanish or Catalan is a give away to the kind of target audience they are expecting.

Being a cycling enthusiast, finally being able to live in a city that I can cycle as a form of transportation is a dream come true. There is a Bicing station across the road from where I live. All I have to do is tap my Bicing card and my exploration of Barcelona on bicycle begins! I used to cycle in Sydney too but only as a form of competitive sport due to the lack of cyclist-friendly routes. Sydney’s geographical structure (hilly) makes relying solely on cycling will prove to be an attempt deemed suitable merely for the physically in top shape. In Barcelona however, every Tom, Dick and Harry that can ride a bicycle and has some common sense in interpreting traffic can cycle away.

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Getting anywhere in Barcelona has never been easier!

3) Hola guapo / guapa!

Translation : Hello handsome / beautiful! 

I was surprised upon arriving in Barcelona when everyone started calling me beautiful. The shopkeepers, government officers, university students, policemen, gym trainers and even random dog-walkers greeted me with an acknowledgement of my good looks. After a few days of ego-boosts and thoughts of how maybe my look is considered exotic in Spain, it suddenly dawned upon me that they called everyone beautiful! So no, its not that I’ve suddenly become more attractive in Spain although I could choose to believe that instead. The warmth of the people here really exudes itself through simple things like this. I can also see why Spaniards are such confident people. Why wouldn’t you, when you grow up being told that you’re beautiful!

This kind of reminded me of Malaysia, where every person you meet is your “brother, sister, uncle or auntie”.  Ordering in mamak stalls (signature Malaysian-Indian restaurants) sounds something like

“Brother, one roti canai and milo ais please!”.

Or asking for directions from a random older lady would be

“Auntie do you know how I can get to the closest LRT station?”.

The parallels of the warmth of collectivist cultures around the globe are quite significant. Also it could be that I miss Malaysia quite a bit more than I’d like to admit, so I try to find association in little things like this.

4) Catalan nationalism

Forgive my ignorance, but I thought people in Barcelona spoke Spanish. Little did I know when I filed my exchange application, that they in fact speak a local dialect called Catalan. Slightly ironic that I came halfway across the world to improve my Spanish, only to realise that I mistakenly chose one of the few places in Spain where Spanish is not their main language. Catalan to an untrained ear sounds like a mixture of French and Spanish, at times similar to Portuguese.

The language is only the beginning of the story, it gives foreigners like myself a peek on the tension that lives in Catalonia. For those of you that don’t know, Catalonia is the state where Barcelona is located. Catalonia has been trying to gain independence from Spain since the early 1900s. I have heard about the riots that were occurring in Spain, but it was not until I was in Barcelona that I truly felt the strength of nationalistic pride the Catalans carry in them.

I love the patriotism that the Catalans have, where every Catalan young or old will speak passionately of their fight for independence. As I look up when wandering through the streets of Barcelona, Catalan Independence flags adorn the windows of apartment buildings. I am in no place to comment about the political situation of Catalan independence, but I think it is fair to say the Catalan nationalism is indeed admirable, respective of which side you choose to take on this matter.

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Catalan independence flag hanging from apartment windows is a common sight

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“A New European State”

5) Siesta

Translation : Nap time

Last but simply not the least, siesta! This is more of a Spanish tradition than it is a Barcelona one. It is typical of shops, banks, government offices and university to take an extended lunch break that includes siesta time. Siesta time varies with the type of business operation so it is best to get any official thing done in the morning when you know that things will be open.

If you need to sort out your classes in unviersity, factor in the 1-3pm break they have. If you need to get any business done with the bank, make sure you remember that nothing is open past 2pm. It takes a little getting used to, but you can’t help but to love a laid-back country that takes their napping seriously. For a person that thinks naps are one of the best pleasures in life,  I am simply grateful that people no longer give me those judgemental sneers when I tell them I’m off for a siesta.

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Seeing Spain : #1 Girona

Hola guapas!!

I decided to restart this blog again after more than a year’s hiatus. Previously my travels were left undocumented because it was always “oh I’m too busy with (insert excuse here)” i.e thesis, university, work, socialising. How unfortunate, especially because I have the memory of a goldfish so I tend to forget the details of my travels. Now that I am on student exchange in Spain, I have all the time in the world. Yes, even after the siestas, sangrias and cafe con leches.

Being the keen bean that I am, I made my way to Barcelona El Clot train station and decided to hop on a train to Girona, a city 100kms northeast of Barcelona. It took roughly 1 hour 15 minutes with the Renfe Express costing approximately 20€ for a return trip. Fairly expensive for such a short journey (when you’re working on a student budget, every cent counts!). It was a breath of fresh air to see the change in scenery, from the metropolitan that is Barcelona, to suburban Sant Celoni, and eventually to the Spanish countryside of Girona.

Upon arriving, Girona gives the impression of just another modern Spanish town indistinguishable from Barcelona. It wasn’t until I was crossing the Onyar river that it begin to dawn upon me that I am slowly traveling back in time.

Emblematic image of the city

Emblematic image of the city

Brightly painted facades overlooking the Onyar River

Brightly painted facades overlooking the Onyar River

Streets began to narrow and roads were replaced by cobblestones. Before I knew it, I was amidst ruins of a Roman cathedral, monastery and fort. A brief splash of history to give Girona some context; Girona was captured a total of seven times, from the French to the Romans. It flourished as a Jewish community in the 12th century and housed the first Kabbalah school in Europe. However, in the late 1400s the Jews were expelled from Girona by the Catholic monarchs. Traces of strong Jewish presence is still apparent in Girona and it remains as one of the most preserved Jewish sites in Europe.

The streets of Girona

The streets of Girona

La Catedral de Girona

La Catedral de Girona

Monasterio de Sant Pere de Rodes

Monasterio de Sant Pere de Rodes

My favourite was definitely exploring the ruins that lie between the Cathedral and Monastery. It was a maze of ancient stones being consumed by mother nature. To think that these ruins have been there for more than a thousand years, I can’t help but wonder what it has witnessed. Countless battles, wars, bloodshed…

If you are one of the few that journeyed to the top of the ruins, an aerial view of Girona city awaits. Highly recommendable to those with kindred spirits (and good stamina). The stark contrast of how the years have shaped Girona is visible here. On one side of the view boasts a modern city sprouting with development and on the other, country homes are nestled between the mountains. How I love juxtapositions of civilizations!

Aerial view of Modern Girona

Aerial view of Modern Girona

Aerial view of countryside of Girona

Aerial view of countryside of Girona