It took me long enough but I finally made it.
It seemed like I was the only one in my company who hasn’t been to Barcelona, which is not that surprising since along with Paris or London, it’s one of the most popular European destinations. After 7 years of living in Europe, for one reason or another Iberia in general was just a bit outside my usual radius and so Barcelona took a backseat along with the others. After arriving in El Prat Airport and cabbing it to the hotel, I hate to say that as far as first impressions go, it’s not a very good one. The taxi itself was poor, the traffic was on the heavy side for a late Friday morning, and the streetscape characterless or a bit depressing. Our hotel is in Ciutat Vella where the streets and sidewalks appear decrepit and lined up with dubious characters – it’s been a long time since I’d been approached and propositioned by a prostitute for example. I believe there is more to this city and while I suppose I was expecting a place like Paris or London, that would be my fault. I know I’ve only scratched the surface and with luck, the next few days will reveal more of this famous city and what makes it great.