|Gaudi + buildings = Barcelona = Magnificence|
We flew into Barcelona on the afternoon of Good Friday, and took a train into the city passing by fields of artichokes and agricultural pack-houses, and arriving to drizzle and disorientation at La Plaza de Cataluña. We knew we were just off La Rambla (one of the major pedestrian areas and a tourist mecca), and we knew our hostel/hotel was just off La Rambla. Unfortunately though, we didn't really know in which direction La Rambla was.
|La Rambla is manic for sure, but the side streets can be eerily quiet|
In hindsight, we were staring at La Rambla as we exited the metro station, but that didn't stop us heading off in the opposite direction. It wasn't our fault, not really, the eclectic mix of grand buildings and architectural styles is enough to dazzle anyone; like arriving at Berlin's massive train station, stepping out into Barcelona is straight-up cool. Besides, we weren't lost for too long, and we didn't get too wet. Nonetheless, when we did finally arrive at the somewhat spartan Hostal Campi, it was to a great deal of relief.
|Jesus with his cross...|
|...and Mary almost as a queen|
|Not only are the buildings amazing, the decorations are too.|