Barcelona - what a place....
Fri: Quiet night - packed and got stuff together.
Sat: Early taxi to the airport - watched a cracking sunrise at the airport whilst trying to maintain excitement levels.
Arrived in Barcelona around 1.30pm and found the walkway was out of order from the airport to the Renfe station - got a shuttle to the station and imagine our suprise to get free train tickets for our journey to make up for the walkway being out of order - a very pleasant start to the trip. I have to say the transport system in Barcelona is fantastic - on time, clean, fast, plenty of stations, really impressed. Got to the hotel - which was beautiful and clean and up to date, but just slightly in the wrong area - would rather sacrifice the poshness and get somewhere slightly nearer the attractions.
Went out to the usual tourist attactions, Las Ramblas, Gothic Area (loved it here!!!! fantastic clothes shops and little restaurants), Familia Sagrada, Gaudi museums, Park Guell, and then disaster struck.
Sun: Phil woke up with a face like Orville - not green and furry but swollen up on one side - toothache. Bless him, he tried to keep going all day, but he was in so much pain, but really trying to hide it. Supposedly going to the Barcelona match but he couldnt face it, so we went out to try to eat something - phil managed soup so I decided until we got to a dentist the following day super painkillers and copious amounts of Vodka was the way forward for him.
Got absolutely drenched in a super downpour - but found a great bar which we stayed in until kicking out time. No idea how we got back to our hotel....
Mon: Supposed to be at Parc de Montjuic but spent a few hours sorting out a Dentist for Phil - by the time he had been prodded and poked and given antibiotics we just decided to walk around somemore instead, waiting for painkillers to kick in, found a great little clothing shop where Phil took his mind off his pain and dropped a small fortune on T'shirts.
Tue: Dreading the flight back and rightly so - the pressurised cabin nearly killed him on coming into land....
So, all in all, we absolutely loved Barcelona, but because of extenuating circumstances, we are going to book another weekend in late April to finish off what we started with regards to seeing the City and its surrounding areas, 3 days is sooo not enough time...
On the plus side of the weekend - I dont think I have walked this much in years, and due to not going out to eat shed loads, as i would normally do on holiday - I reckon I have lost a good few pounds - result