17 May 2016
- Last edited 17 May 2016
Originally posted by Intiniki
Originally posted by saintbletch
Loved it too, Goatster.
Plus if you're a fan of Orwell, you can visit the Plaça de George Orwell.
And if you're a massive fan of Homage to Catalonia, you can try to identify all of the places mentioned in the book as you walk up and down the Ramblas. Ask Mrs Bletch - it was the best 2 hours of her life.....that she'll never get back.
My dad and I did something similar with Our Man in Havana by Graham Greene. In Havana.
Did have a nice veggie meal in a place in Barcelona. Think it was l'hortet. Love Barcelona oo even if it's just walking about.
Gotta go at some point, and I am (carefully) planning a train trip there with the fam. Top tip for sleeper train travel; make sure you fill the sleeping quarters completely with your people. If you don't, there is every chance of a farting Frenchman three feet above you giving you an unwelcome taste of Provence all night.
My first and only experience with a Barcelonian was a bad one. It was when I had that place on Bellevue Road, just before moving to Liverpool. We had a few extra internationals in our orbit that summer. We had someone's cousin over from Romania, who said "I hate you" in the sexiest way. We knew that cultured Italian girl inexplicably going out with the skinhead meathead. She had a mate from Barcelona, who we'd alternately feed/put up in our respective city centre gaffs.
Last I heard of her, she'd made off with the Italian girl's jewellery, never to be seen again.
Now you can't make any generalisation on the people of Barcelona on the basis of alleged criminal activities of one particular person, and even at that tender age, I am proud to say that I didn't. However, the fact that I was learning Castillian Spanish and she'd be opposed to that whole enterprise tipped me over the edge.
I am better now, and prepared to carefully order sleeper train accommodation to the city in question.
Even so, what a twat.