Filed under: Travel
The first time I was in Barcelona I spent a grand total of an hour, seeing little more than the Sagrada Familia (which was impressive btw).
This time thankfully, I got a night and the better part of an afternoon. Doesn’t sound long but I had the priceless advantage of a local as a guide and chauffeur! 
We weren’t flying in early to start with but the flight delay by over an hour meant that we were too late to catch the special Christmas lighting at the Sagrada Familia and at many places. The rain was also keeping people behind doors so it was a rather quiet Saturday night in the Catalonian capital.
We drove around town for an overview and swung by Camp Nou, where to my surprise, some dedicated shemales perched by the roadside touting their services despite the weather. Even though it wasn’t exactly legal business and conducted in full view of some policemen no less, everybody seemed oblivious to the going-ons.
We also passed the stylish Art Hotel as we took in the glitz of the trendy marina with its well-heeled clientele of trendy locals and inhibition-free tourists.
