Barcelona Travel Diary | Day Three

Welcome to Day Three of my Barcelona Travel Diary!

This day was the hottest day of our stay, it was gorgeous out! It was as if we had awakened from our night of realization, and into a bright new world. A fresh start, with a more focused mind! We were feeling so much better, so much lighter after getting that off of our chests, and ready to give our last full day all of our might, but...we were still only on our holiers, so we chillaxed for the morning. 

Morning Strolls 

We got our usual coffee, in our usual spot, but before we headed off for the day, we decided to explore our 'local' area for a portion of the morning. Clot is a quaint little neighbourhood, where we saw next to no other tourists in the area. We took a stroll around the park itself, and the streets and alleyways. It was a harmless town, bustling with bakeries, fresh food markets, cafés, boutiques and more. It was by no means a far-off town from the city. The metro station was a five minute walk from our apartment and only a couple of stops away from the city-centre. 

Park Güell

Park Guell was on the agenda for our third day, and what a day for it, with the beaut weather! After a short trip on the metro, we began the absolute trek to the park. Anyone who has visited before will know how much of a TREK it really is. For those of you who don't, well, the hill it sits atop is so high and steep that there are multiple escalators, and there are even handrails on the footpaths. Our Barcelona excursions seemed to consist of a lot of mountainous locations! Kill't.

 

Safe to say we were shtone dead when we got there, but it felt like an accomplishment. We were surprised with the err..welcome we were met with. We found loads of graffiti on the way in which made us feel somewhat intimidated if I'm honest. The locals really disliked tourists, as you will see from my photos. Considering it wasn't even a busy period (we went in January), we figured we couldn't be doing much harm, and continued on. Safe to say we forgot about this and enjoyed our day amidst Gaudi's masterpiece.

La Rambla

We could not escape fatigue, and once we had finished in the park, we sat down to some coffee and fresh fruit before setting off for La Rambla for late lunch. I get faint when I don't eat on a regular basis, so I was only too happy to sit down to a massive veggie paella for two, with a glass of sangria the size of my head in NURIA, at the top of La Rambla. We were set up for an eve on the most famous street in Barcelona. 

As we made our way down La Rambla, we engaged in the busy atmosphere surrounding the market stalls full of tacky merchandise. We made it to La Boqueria, my favourite food market in Barcelona, full fresh fruit stalls, confectionery stalls, cooked meals, dried chillis and so much more, all tucked away in a square, just off of La Rambla. 

Further down La Rambla, toward the end nearest the port, is where all of the artists set up shop, my favourite part! We both bought so much art, we weren't sure if it would all make it home! We got it home safely, with a bit of a struggle, but it was so worth it. Original art is almost priceless - but I still haggled a little; not too much, because I could appreciate the time and effort that went into the pieces. 

Metro Trouble

It was such a nice evening we decided to take a romantic walk along the water, and along La Rambla del Mar. Slowly but surely, our bellys told us it was dinner time. We got a move on, booked a table and made it to the metro station with plenty of time. I was in no rush, but Sam always likes to be on time so we got going. Deep in conversation we got on the wrong metro line, hopped off, giggling, came back onto ground level again, realizing we needed to get back into the station we just got out of. In our confused and hungry laughter our metro tickets stopped working. The metro station was not permitting us to come and go freely. In a foreign country, with a reserved table, we learnt never to get too cocky about hopping on and off the metro, and always take care when navigating a foreign city. 

Tapas

We rectified our predicament and were quickly seated in front of a feast of tapas in Sésamo. More than anything, I don't like to panic my girl with uncertainty in a new city, so we were both happy to sit down to some Catalan tapas, safe and sound. We originally wanted to go for tapas for some patatas bravas, but Catalan tapas don't serve them. Nonetheless, we were not disappointed! 

We may have ordered everything and anything that was vegetarian and gluten-free, at least that's what it felt like! We had so much to feast upon in true tapas style, with super fresh produce. They do a mean cauliflower which is beautifully and originally cooked in its entirety. I missed the key word 'coriander' in the description...I did not enjoy it unfortunately! Stunning presentation though, very impressive. 

Just ending this post with some more snaps from the day! 

Have you ever visited Park Guell or La Rambla?

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