Exploring Barcelona

imageIt’s the end of my trip to Barcelona. It’s a slightly strange feeling – it doesn’t seem to have flown by, and yet at the same time only seems like it was two minutes ago that we landed.

I think, considering that we knew nothing about the city, we were incredibly lucky in our choice of hotel (despite the concierge adopting a permanent expression that reminded me of a young child sucking on a lemon), particularly for it’s easy access to the main metro line, the beach and the Gothic Quarter, which fast became my favourite place. Continue reading