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Mum’s Gone to Barcelona – Day Three – More Gaudi

Trish Burgess Posted on09/11/200910/04/2016 Barcelona, Spain Leave a Comment

La Pedrera – or Casa Mila – an apartment block designed by Gaudi.

I’m stuffing myself at breakfast and suddenly a suave, attractive man saunters over and introduces himself to me as the General Manager, Snr Jose Sanchez-Harguindey. He welcomes me to the hotel and asks if everyone has been looking after me. Come over all unnecessary and girly, desperately trying to swallow the chocolate croissant which has now stuck to the roof of my mouth. I tell him the service has been excellent and to his query about my plans for the day I tell him a bit of shopping is in order and name drop the most expensive street in Barcelona. He smiles, offers his services yet again (!) and leaves. At this point hubby returns from the buffet table and states that by the looks of my flushed cheeks, the be-suited Lothario must have been Jose. Apparently the boss-man had been standing at the entrance to the dining room and only came over to me once husband had gone to get more toast. Merciless ribbing continues through breakfast.

We do decide to have a wander down past the posh shops but mainly to see the famous Gaudi buildings of La Pedrera and Casa Batllo which are so innovative, despite being built in the 1900s. The gorgeous curves and unusual wrought iron work are characteristic of his style and they look as if they belong in Disneyland because they are so playful and eccentric. The queues for both of these buildings are rather long and, with an 11 year old in tow, we decide to just enjoy them from the outside.

More walking continues through the morning, but unfortunately no shopping. Decide to visit the Dali Museum which is, not surprisingly, very surreal. A fixation with penises makes me feel I’m back at the Phallological Museum in Iceland (we do seem to find these places!!).

After lunch we visit the Montjuic part of town, a mountainous park which was first landscaped for the 1929 International Exhibition. It fell into decline after that but was transformed for the 1992 Olympics. Basking in the afternoon sun we see the Olympic Stadium and notice outside there are Hollywood style foot imprints of famous Olympians. So we stand in Steve Redgrave’s feet and Michael Johnson’s and then I’m bemused as I keep seeing one athlete’s imprint repeated along the path:
“I wonder who Passeig de Fame was?” I ask.
“I think you’ll find that probably means “Walk of Fame”, hubby tells me, and shakes his head wearily.

As light starts to fade we make our way to the Palau National to get a good view of the Font Magica below. At 7pm the Magic Fountain sound and light show is set to begin. We can’t decide where to sit to watch this spectacle so join some others sitting rather precariously on an empty fountain wall high above the actual fountain which is going to perform for us. Thinking we’ve done well getting a good view we suddenly shriek as the water starts to fill up under our feet and seconds later water shoots up from the jets around us. We’re part of the damned show! Get down from the wall like lightning and stand securely behind it. Unfortunately although we have a fab view of the actual Font Magica doing its stuff, we’re too far away to really hear the music which goes with it. So only whisps of Nessun Dorma make their way up to us and poor old Freddie Mercury and Montserrat Caballe’s Barcelona finale is somewhat lost. It’s still really exciting to watch but hubby and son refuse to let me stay for the next showing as it’s getting chilly and their bellies are rumbling.

Back to the hotel to change and discover the lift is out of order and we’re on the 5th floor. So moan and grumble all the way up, get changed, trundle down again then laugh like a drain as hubby has forgotten his wallet and has to crawl all the way up again. Shame!


I think this might not be the best spot after all……

Can you hear Nessun Dorma? No, neither can I…

October 2007

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