Two days in and Barcelona has already taken my heart – such a cool, diverse city with such incredibly diverse and colourful culture. And we still had more to explore, so it was time to make our last day count.
Now, I’ve never been a huge footy fan, but we had heard about Camp Nou and the sheer size of the home of FC Barcelona. So we set off in search of the stadium on the outskirts of the city.
At first, you’re taken through huge posters and TV screens of the soccer god himself, Messi, along with littered trophies and historical football boots, which we weren’t so interested in. But then you’re treated to a view of the stadium itself…
As the second largest football stadium in the world with a capacity of nearly 100,000 fans, no photo can possibly do it justice. And of course, those famous words: ‘mes que un club’; more than a club.
You can then follow the stadium tour – through the journalists’ seats (and you can really imagine the excitement and energy of this space during an important match), the changing rooms, even the players’ post-match jacuzzi and massage tables, and through the press area.
Once we’d finished the tour (we refused to queue for 20 minutes with the trophy), we went back to the Metro and off in search of a BEACH at last – yup, even in October. Oh Barca, we love you. Say hello to La Barceloneta.
A beautiful little beach and still warm enough to enjoy it. We were quite content!
Just beware the salespeople who will try to sell you endless blankets and massages. Avoid them and head instead to one of the ‘chiringuitas’, little tin shacks selling awesome cocktails and nibbles.
But first, time for food. If you head back on the path from the beach towards La Rambla and the Metro, you’ll find this little gem, Foc.
Dishing up delicious Latin dishes, we induled on raspberry sangria, loaded nachos, and the freshest and zingiest ceviche the city has to offer. Well worth a visit.
Once we’d finished, we walked back along the promenade to the beach in search of one of the chiringuitas I told you about.
You can expect chic staff, latino music, exquisite cocktails, and a fine location next to the beach.
With the temperature turning chilly as afternoon melted into the evening, we hopped back onto the Metro and off to the Sant Gervasi area in search of our hotel. A quick stop for a caffeine refuel, it was time to get ready for our last night in the city.
Barcelona has a passion for colourful water fountains, and hey, we’re not complaining. Set off in search of the Magic Fountain of Montjuic at show time and you’ll be treated to a cool 10 minute water display.
Once the show had finished, we hailed a taxi and had a second attempt at making our way to the iconic W hotel, resembling a sail out in the sea of La Barceloneta. As well as being a luxury hotel, the W boasts a famous rooftop bar – and you should know how we feel about rooftop bars by now!
The views from the bar are something to be admired…
…and so is the cocktail menu.
We’d managed to coordinate a stag do from London, and they kindly invited us along back to our favourite clubbing district in the city – Port Olimpico! How could we possibly turn it down?
How’s that for an expensive bottle of bubbly?
We secured our seats in the VIP area of Carpe Diem, and showed them all how to party.
If you watch The Apprentice UK, you might recognise this face as one of the candidates…
Yup, we couldn’t believe his name was Courtney either!
When 3am struck, we went to hunt down some food. Who knew that the Spanish don’t really do late night fast food!? So there was one thing for it – take a 15 minute taxi ride to a 24/7 McDonalds. That’s commitment for you.
Ending the night feeling satisfied with 20 McChicken Nuggets in our bellies, Jo and I headed back to our hotel for a very well-deserved three hours of sleep before we had to be up for the airport.
Adios, Barcelona – estaremos de vuelta.