As we were flying home to Scotland via Barcelona (far better connections and somehow the city is too vibrant to miss) we had some 2 nice days there as well.

The room we got was very nice and the view in the evening amazing

 

it was hard to drag Urzula from it…

 

The last rays of sun were illuminating the city nicely

 

and the beach

 

The next morning after a rather long and / or short (depending which part you consider…) night I was heading out a bit to give Urzula some quality time with her pillow and investigated the environment. Hotel, beach and surroundings

 

Very sleek

 

It’s amazing who and when uses the promenade

Around the corner I found some houses under re-construction which were covered beautifully

 

Like Chriso was there

 

 

 

Like a ghost…

 

well, not always gentle

the approaching thunderstorm brought me inside again…

 

But it passed and I was checking out the cruise ships from high up

 

Having a bit of time I walked down Barceloneta and its small side streets

To come back to the promenade

 

The cafes were fuller now (first drink in the morning…)

heading back to the coloss

Interesting way of transportation

He was cooler

In the later afternoon towards the old town (Gotico)

Open fire at 35°…

 

 

The arcades are always nicely cool and a breeze is going

 

Nice restaurant and play of words as Cana (with the tilde over the n) is a glass of beer…

 

All ways lead towards tattoos

Later the day came Gracia with its small corner shops / caffees

 

 

Just my sentiment…

 

Fashion is everywhere

 

Any they are as well

 

Inside a perfume boutique

 

 

 

The decoration to sample different tastes

 

A guest who waited too long

Trying to seduce customers

 

The spooky houses once more at night

 

The next day was quite active as all taxis were on 24h strike and we had to get to the airport by public transport… An experience in itself…