Barca always on the list, a great city with (sun) a rich history and a great culture. Decided to go in December as a birthday treat. It started to go wrong when my friend decided to buy two bottles of Prosecco for our journey on the plane. Ryanair – (easily the most uncomfortable plane seat ever) so downed the drink on an empty stomach. By the time we landed I was a little fragile especially when having to go down the stairs and trying to concentrate with blazing sunshine head on.
Picked a hotel literally a stumble from the Gothic quarter on the Via Laetana, which was well furbished with a good mixture of shops, restaurants, cash machines and museums. As well as being a stones throw from La Barceloneta waterfront. After resting the effects of Prosecco we decided to go to Las Ramblas– a lovely tree lined avenue – which at the top has Plaza de Catalunya and ends at huge roundabout which is a monument to Colom.