Last Thursday, my boyfriend came over to Barcelona to celebrate his birthday, and see me, I think. We spent four days stuffing our faces with various cuisines, a night on the town and my first ever football match. Here is a brief diary-like explanation of our four day weekend.
Thursday 13th Feb
Cal arrived in Barcelona and to our true style, we plonked his bags in my flat and headed out for lunch. We ventured into El Born, as the weather was lovely and we fancied a walk, and we originally wanted to eat at 'Casa Delfin', just because it has my name in, but there were no free tables on the terrace, so instead we enjoyed some lovely Spanish style giant sandwiches at the restaurant across. Then, due to the fact it felt like an English summer, we went down to the beach for a nice ice cream at 'Dinos'.That night we went to see Loco Dice at City Hall, what a great night. The venue was a bit small for the amount of people, but it was good all the same. Except when I went to the toilets and managed to slip down a slope flat on my bum, however one good thing came out of it, when the toilet cleaner put me in front of the whole girls queue, at least a twenty minute wait. This night was also my first time on a night bus, and strangely enough it were full of people who looked like they had just finished work, at 4am.
Friday 14th Feb
Oh, valentines day. Well, the weather was amazing, so we thought we would take the opportunity to visit somewhere outdoors, and where better than the famous Bunkers. It has become a weekly ritual for me to go up there. It has such a great atmosphere when you are up there, the only thing, is that the journey involves a lot of steps. We ventured up there with a nice packed lunch of baguettes and beer, and once up there we just relaxed for a bit, watching the city of Barcelona below us.
Now one thing I have learnt from this weekend, is to book a table for valentines day. We forgot all about it, and I ended up ringing at least twelve restaurants, from my English phone, which means this months bill will not be pretty. However, every response was 'Lo siento, estamos COMPLETAMENTE llenos'. So that was that, we both just decided to head out on the street with the luck that we might be able to find a table, somewhere.
With a little bi of luck, we strolled into a restaurant round the corner from us, which turned out to do really nice tapas. Then due to the fact I have no idea of films out at the moment in the UK, we decided to watch ´The Wolf of Wall Street´, as I have seen it being advertised here in Barcelona, ´El Lobo del Wall Street´, it was definitely interesting to say the least.
Saturday 15th Feb
It was Cal´s birthday and what better way to celebrate a birthday than with some fine dining. We booked a table at the Arola Restaurant at Hotel Arts and my first word that comes to mind is, incredible. The food was nothing but unique and exquisite. It was also a nice change from the amount of tortilla and chorizo I eat here. It also happened to be at least five courses, and there is nothing more I enjoy that being satisfied and full from a lovely meal. The view was also amazing from the restaurant as it had a beautiful terrace which looked out upon some of the Cuitadella beach.
Then what better way to top of a birthday than a football match. I have never been to a football match, only to various museum tours at the Bernabéu in Madrid and also Camp Nou here in Barcelona. So it was a new and exciting experience to actually be a part of the atmosphere. It was Barcelona Fc against Rayo Vallecano, and I am proud to say Barcelona won 6-0. The weather managed to stay quite warm, therefore there was no need for hats and gloves, like I imagine the football matches back home. After the game, we headed out to a bar called La Tosca in Urquionao, where we had a few cocktails with friends.
Sunday 16th Feb
What should all Sundays involve? a brunch. Me, my boyfriend and my flatmates headed out to a place called Milk in the El Born area and we were not disappointed. It was my first fry up here in Barcelona and it was amazing, however the only thing missing was some good old hash browns. But, it was nice to have a bit of the UK here, in the form of food. Although, don´t get me wrong, I love tortilla, chorizo and tomato bread, but sometimes I crave a nice roast or a fry up. This meal was definitely the highlight of my day and an end to a very busy four day weekend.
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