Barcelona is a wonderful city. Like any other place, it has it’s darker side. Take the Ramblas. A fantastic place for having a stroll, watching people go by, buy some flowers… And then, you are suddenly thirsty, or hungry. Bad thing… Be aware that BCN is like any tourist place… If you want an expresso on St Mark’s square in Venice, you pay the price! Same thing here. Also, be aware that all those restaurants with tables on the Rambla, serve overpriced and awful food. With very very few exceptions. My advice, leave the Ramblas, take any street into the Raval or the Barri Gotic, much better food, much less money!!! Not to mention the dozens (yep: dozens) of pickpockets, totally fearless due at the laxity of spanish laws. Maximum 3 days in jail if they are caught, and only if they stole more than 400 euros.
Just use common sense.
You’re in BCN? You need a furry friend! Best place to go, the cat garden!
This is the Pati (patio) Manning, a former Casa de Caridad, hospice for the poor from 1803 till 1957. It was founded by the Duke of Lancaster. It is now the CCCB, center for contemporary culture of Barcelona. Interesting place.
As the gat won’t do you no harm. He is 28 years old, after all!
Fernando Botero’s Cat (gat, in catalan) was purchased by Barcelona City Council in 1987. From then until 2003 the cat wandered the city’s streets in search of a permanent site. His first stop-off point was the Parc de la Ciutadella, near his fellow animals at Barcelona Zoo. Then he was taken to a site by the Olympic Stadium, and a few years later he was put in a little square behind Barcelona’s medieval shipyards. Finally, in 2003, the decision was taken to move him to a permanent location at the end of the newly created Rambla del Raval. It is maybe because cats have nine lives, that he has made his presence so strongly felt. Everybody recognises the figure of the bronze cat, with his chubby, rounded form, childish features and long tail. The sculpture has become an integral part of one of Barcelona’s most widely redeveloped areas and is a favourite meeting place. Some brave souls even clamber onto the cat’s back to have their photos taken.
The Can Ricart sport center in the Raval, as seen through a window.
This is for Weekend Reflections!
Watching people go by.
The soul of the Raval. The beauty is in the people.
It is theme day again. Click here to see what other participants did.
An electrician must be some kind of Greek god, according to this shop front! Zeus himself!
Wake up, guys and gals, spring has arrived! 25 degrees today, that is mid to high seventies, or so they say!
I was asked about the spires on the header of this blog. No, they are not part of a church, they are on the roof of a private house, the Palau Guell, or Guell Palace. A private house with a difference, as it was built for Eusebi Guell by his good friend Antonio Gaudi.
Here is the entrance:
Now, the interior of the house is very dark and gloomy, hard to get a good shot without a flash or a tripod (forbidden). Here is what I could manage…
It gets a little lighter on the upper floors.
Many more of those spires on the roof, with a fantastic view over the old town.
This little guy tirelessly stands at the entrance to a cafe in our street, giving out Solidaridad Obrera, the newspaper of the CNT, an anarchist labor union.
Founded in 1907, the paper is a free publication since 2005, financed with the support of subscribers and donations.
This is for Dragonstar’s weekend in black and white, of course.
A capillary fantasy about virgin human hair…I might go for the yellow one… And you?
It’s winter. You want a coffee and a cigarette. But you cannot have both inside a cafe, as it is against the law to smoke inside public places, shops, restaurants, cafes…
Here’s the solution: some chairs on the street or square, an awning around them, and a gas heater. Et voila, enjoy your espresso and your smoke!
Looking at me from inside the Jardinet dels Gats cat shelter, and wanting to be loved and adopted.
One of the many nice and quiet places in the city center where to have a drink or two. It is the Pati (patio) Manning, a former seminary built during the 18th century in baroque style, and named after it’s main benefactor. It is now a culture center.
We did not have a real winter here (so far), it feels more like early spring. So, it’s time for some pruning, like here, in the garden of the old Sant Pau hospital in the Raval. A job best done in the sun!
Here is one suggestion.
And I love the lamps!
Please visit Mandarin Orange Monday, by Lorikart
OK, maybe a few words of explanation for this one. Deep blue sky, some orange trees, a fountain, water…
El jardinet dels gats, catalan for the cat garden, is an city center shelter for abandoned or homeless cats. Our very own tiger, Rio (you can visit his blog here), came from here.
If you’re in Barcelona, and if you need/want a cat, this is the place to go!
I try to go on a photographic treasure hunt across BCN as often as I can, and here one of the many gems to be found in our fair city, a part of a school wall.