Oh, Barcelona

After three weeks wandering around the south of Spain I was ready for Barcelona. More than ready. This city celebrated in Freddie Mercury’s great anthem, this city famed for its sons, Gaudi, Picasso, Joan Miro, this city that makes the news so often, not always for the best of reasons, didn’t live up to my expectations.

The let down was a slow slide that began during an upwards escalator ride at the railway station.

There was a little too much jostling, a little too much rush for comfort—not so uncommon in these situations. However, when I saw an older woman push past a Mum with a crying baby who was having trouble getting her buggy through the turnstile, I  was concerned. Until then, during our time in Spain, I’d only seen deference and care from others to children and young mothers, and to the elderly and the disabled.

There’s a problem with pickpocketing in Barcelona and that’s not so uncommon in large cities, either. But we weren’t allowed to forget it. After our hotel receptionist warned us at check-in, and later when we set off to explore, and then when a local person at a cafe cautioned us—all this in addition to plenty of signs about the place alerting you to the problem—we started to wonder where all these scammers and thieves were.

We weren’t pickpocketed, we didn’t see anyone pickpocketed. And we weren’t scammed either. What we did see were large numbers of beggars and people sleeping on the streets. They weren’t in any way threatening or intimidating, miserable though their situations must be. What is going on in Barcelona that there are so very many people in this situation? Afterall, Catalonia’s economy is said to be doing well.

Begging as entertainment in El Gotic, Barcelona

This guy was making the best of a bad deal, he raised quite a few laughs. His sign says: “This is my plane, I need money for oil.”

Those working in the tourism industry seem to have seen a few thousand too many tourists pass through. We were processed according to our accents, directed towards English menus and English food, our attempts at Spanish were ridiculed (that may have been different if we’d swotted up on Catalan), blamed rather than helped when we encountered problems. Classic example: our hotel room was excessively noisy. John complained, first time ever for us, only to be told: You’re from, New Zealand, it’s quiet there, you’re not used to noise. (To be fair, they did change our room for us, eventually).

Barcelona as a destination is a victim of its own success. It has more visitors than it can cope with. Tolerance is down. Victimisation is up. There have been many reports of protests against tourism and intimidation of tourists. Only a few months ago protestors surged on to the Barcelona beaches, purportedly reclaiming them from the tourists who flock to the city for sun, sand, and surf in the Northern summer.


It’s the Mediterranean

It’s the off-season at the moment and we didn’t see any of that. The beaches were empty of tourists and locals.

If you follow the news you will know that Barcelona suffered a horrendous terror attack on Las Ramblas in August.  There’s little sign of that now—other than a heavy police presence. Tourists still promenade. Clutching their bags in front of them  few seemed relaxed, most were watchful.

It wasn’t long before we returned to our preferred strategy and sought out cafes a little off the beaten track. In these local places the wait staff were generally happy to helps us decipher the menu, and the food, though not fancy, was nutritious.  But even here on the side streets there was little in the way of laughter.  Those wandering past were glum, as if pre-occupied.

When we visited the Sagrada Familia I found myself wondering how this city had managed to generate such a magnificent and joyous celebration of culture and faith.  Gaudi was a man of deep faith and that shows in this building. Perhaps times were different then, perhaps not.


I came to Barcelona for this and it made it all worthwhile

I left my souvenir shopping for our trip to here. I wish I hadn’t. If what the souvenir shops are selling is anything to go by, Barcelona, is well down the path to secession. I saw souvenirs for only Barcelona and Catalonia – none for Spain.

About the future, the sentiment on the street seems clear.


It may be quiet on the streets but protest is alive and well, nevertheless

The banner reads: “Spanish Government killed our democracy but will never shut Catalans mouth”.

With only a few weeks until the next election, the image which will stay with me is the tight rope walker I saw practicing near the Parliament buildings. When the rope is too taught, it’s impossible to maintain balance.

Catalan Regional Government Buildings

In December Catalonia goes to the polls. Whatever the outcome it’s likely we’ll be seeing a bit of this building on the news – at least for a while.

I loved our time in Spain and would welcome the chance to return. Perhaps by then things will have improved for this beautiful city.

10 replies »

  1. Such a shame because it truly is a beautiful city and the architecture is second to none. Spoiled by tourism is a common theme these days. Like Jude I was lucky, but my visit was a few years ago now. I still cherish the memories, but turbulent times are certainly upon us.

    Liked by 2 people

  2. Yes, some interesting times ahead for Barcelona, and all of Catalonia. There seem to be flags displayed from windows and patios all over the areas of Spain we visited, but in Barcelona the flags were were the Catalonian flag, not the Spanish flag as elsewhere. The December elections in Catalonia are becoming closer, and with a prominent leader under arrest and in exile, it makes for an interesting mix.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. What a grim picture of a city obviously loved to death by tourists. I could feel the unhappiness and frustration in your blog Jill. I remember visiting for 2 days way back in 1989 and the feeling I remember is of crowds, but happy crowds strolling along the Las Ramblas. But yes, even back then we were warned about pick pocketers.

    Liked by 2 people

    • You’ve hit the nail on the head, Pauline – yes its loved to death, or very nearly. Hopefully, things will improve when the political situation settles a bit. And I think more recovery time for the community post the terror attack will help, too. It did remind me of our visit to New York five years after 9/11. There were signs around Times Square which said: “Be kind to tourists, you might be one, one day.”

      Liked by 1 person

  4. I didn’t find Barcelona like this on my visit last October, but a lot has happened in the city over the past few months, not least the interference by the Spanish heavy mob during the recent referendum and jailing Catalan government members so it doesn’t surprise me that the city is less welcoming and wary. The people are in a state of indecision and that is going to affect how they go about their business. I’m sorry it spoiled your visit though, as it really is a remarkable city.

    Liked by 2 people

    • Hi Jude, Long-term travel isn’t all wine and tapas and the up side of our experience in Barcelona is that it did make me stop and consider the factors at play in this situation. We live in a tourist town which can feel over run with tourists for about one month a year. The situation in Barcelona must be a lot more demanding for the locals, especially when they have the effects of the terror attack to deal with, and all the tensions associated with the current struggle for independence.

      Liked by 1 person

  5. I visited Barcelona years ago but only for a day or so. Sounds like things have changed a bit since then. It’s a lovely city, and I’d like to go back. If they’ll still allow tourists, that is! 😁

    Liked by 1 person

Nau mai, Haere mai. Come on in and join the korero (conversation)

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s