🇪🇸 Spain

Barcelona: música y Barrio Gotico

Keyword, “Levity”. Finally the awaited weekend has arrived, it’s time for the colorful and lively catalan capital!

This trip is special for two reasons; the first one is the fact that I’m here for the unmissable Coldplay concert of their “A Head Full of Dreams” world tour; the second one is that I have a new companion, my dear friend Chiara, of whom I’m deeply appreciating  serenity and glee. And who’s better than her to discover the capital of movida and sun? 

Our trip starts close to the highway at 7.00 on a Friday morning, continues through a take off in Venice to finally reach the spanish city. The rhythm is immediately energetic and our chat can’t rest for a minute. 

The great thing in this trip is the absolute lack of scheduling. This will lead us later to run as straight bullets to reach the Olympic Stadium on time for the concert, but, on the other hand, it is exactly this dis-organization that allows our sense of freedom to come out and sharpen our spanish week end. 

We both agree to live Barcelona outside to enjoy this bright end-of-spring fin de semana. As the main character of “Eat, pray, love” spends most of her time in Italy enjoying the delight of food and good life, we dedicate our time to music, good food, sips of sangria and to the beauty of small barcelonian streets.

In Barcelona you can fall in love with the unfinished verticality of Sagrada Familia, let you transport by the charm of the Ramblas, follow Boqueria flavours or let you kidnap by Casa Batllò. 

To say the truth, what moves me now is music. Aren’t we here for this reason? So let the music start! 

While walking inside Parc Guell, among its colorful mosaic and strange columns, our attention is drawn by the play of two street-artists: a pleasing voice plus a guitar. The tap of time stops to run, leaving space to the portuguese and spanish sing. We close our eyes, careless, and we let us flow in this spring air and atmosphere. As we wake up, after what should have been a very long time, we are forced to rush to don’t miss the big concert of the night. Around an hour after, here we are on the lawn of the stadium, ready to jump as teenagers at the rythm of Coldplay songs. The stadium is a meltin’ pot of people from all over the world and it’s so beautiful to be surrounded by different  nationalities, all with the same passion: music. 

I feel we are all sharing the same emotion as the bracelets light up the standing and waving hands: we are all stars in the sky. Then fireworks and the show starts. Jumps, screams, hugs, all in a party night that I will remind forever.  

The following days, still with the adrenaline of the show in our body, we spend our time wandering around the city, absolutely with no rush. It’s like we have this city always on hand, as we actually live here and there is no need to schedule our trip with visits and monuments. 

To get lost, this is amazing and enriching. Following this mood, we explore the Barrio Gotico and I have the feeling that this city is one of “my cities”, one to which I’ll want to return. The charm of the past conquers me, the Cathedral and its facade with the gothic rose window are love at first sight.

But there is more. 

It’s going into the carreras behind the cathedral that I discover incense flavours, beautiful balconies, colorful flowers and decorated buildings. And again I find the magic of street-artists, giving the rhythm of our path with the drums while a dancer on bare feet spins at the sound of a classic and modern mix. 

Small hidden bars preserve the citizens of Barcelona from crowds of tourists that mainly stop streets before us. It’s when we arrive in Barceloneta that this illusion ends and our travel in time comes to an end. Here we are again in the middle of movida to listen to a music band playing on the beach. The frontman of the band is a little child who should not reach 10 years old. Fresh air, soap bubbles, blue sky and palms, isn’t it a party? Yes, it is definitely a free entry party where people enjoy the beautiful catalan spring.

This energetic sound and the party rhythm make us hungry. A great paella de mariscos and a glass of sangria comfort us, finally the time to say goodbye to the Barrio gotico has come.

¡Hasta luego Barcelona!

Lucia Busato

From the trolley to the stroller. Life changes, passion for traveling remains the same. I love to call myself a rational daydreamer. Sometimes I have my head screwed on, sometimes in the clouds. I start traveling much before packing, with my mind of course. My trips are always so intense that I’m rarely well rested once back home. English breakfast and Dulce de Leche are an authentic heritage to me. What I find exciting? The roar of a Ducati motorbike, the Dolomites and why not, a nice pair of high-heeled shoes.

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