Magical Barcelona
 What springs to to mind when one utters the magical word, Barcelona, aloud? Undoubtedly one of the first is Gaudi’s riot of colour and imagination: La Sagrada Familia, Park Guell, Casa Battló (or the House of the Bones). Mouth-watering tapas, Spanish chocolates, and churros. Museums galore for art lovers – impossible to take it all in. Modern hunter-gatherers will be struck dumb with amazement, mind-bogglingly thrilled with a myriad of shops tucked around every corner.
What springs to to mind when one utters the magical word, Barcelona, aloud? Undoubtedly one of the first is Gaudi’s riot of colour and imagination: La Sagrada Familia, Park Guell, Casa Battló (or the House of the Bones). Mouth-watering tapas, Spanish chocolates, and churros. Museums galore for art lovers – impossible to take it all in. Modern hunter-gatherers will be struck dumb with amazement, mind-bogglingly thrilled with a myriad of shops tucked around every corner.
Four and one half days was not enough to cram everything in – I wince when I think of what I missed out on.

