Last day of our city trip to Barcelona!
So easy those taxi’s in Barcelona: many of them, friendly drivers, fast and cheap. This is how we will go to the Parc Güell. It will be the first time I will visit the park. I had to puzzle around our schedule on what to do when… most attractions you better book ahead… and that comes with a time slot. For this Parc I thought we’d better do it in the morning, beat the crowds a bit and have enough time to relax. Early morning is definitely the best moment as the crowds only get there by 9:30 or so. With a lot of patience we were able to take nice picture as if we were the only ones with no one else around. We like that. Would have been better if we were the only ones of course, but that would be utopic I guess. This was definitely a highlight for us. Clearly anything with some green is high on our list.
Since my trip to Arizona last year I have a weak spot for murals ans street art (see my Arizona and Hasselt posts). It was not long before I noticed the elaborate paintings and the rougher work mainly on big doors.
Beating limited Dynamic Range
I struggle with taking good pictures of cities in the midst of the day when the sun is high and hard. Pfff… either half of the picture is black or half is white. I didn’t bring my trypod to start making manual HDR pictures and the camera HDR can’t always bridge the space between light and shadow… I found one way to beat the game of the sun… changing the rules alltogether… using a diafragma of 22 to get the “star”… point at the sun… compensate manually the shutter time (shorter) to get black silhouettes. Gretel vs Sun 1-0.
Mirador de colon
As 8 years back, no people queuing here as if nobody knows about this attraction. You can take the elevator up to the top and have 360 degree views from amongst others the Rambla and the port. Ok it is not for the claustrophobic… after the mini-elevator holding max 4 you can squeeze around the small circular corridor around the elevator shaft. Still, I like it.
Blanket salesmen & co
We saw warning signs that it was prohibited to buy from “blanket salesmen” with a fine of 50 € if you do. What are “blanket salesmen”? We didn’t need to wait long before we saw the first one. As literally as it gets: people (mainly men) selling stuff that is displayed on a blanket on the floor. Fake goods. They are all connected and if police men are heading their way they get warned, pull a string and in a few seconds the goods are in some sort of bags on their back. As if you don’t recognize them then…. you can’t do anything as they are not selling right?
We are so courageous… still thinking the beach is not that far away from the harbor… It is “far” if you have been walking close to 30 kms on 3 days already. The moment we reach the beach we throw ourselves on a chair, order some sangria and don’t move for at least an hour…. Some strange stuff is happening in front of us… a male nudist is walking around, clearly trying to provoke people, turning around again and again as if to say “did you all see me?”. All while he is supposedly on the phone. A bit further down another one, this time an older and more tanned version, clearly run away out of some Robinson Crusoe movie while his underpants are drying on a stick.
Day 3 in a nutshell?
Now we are officially exhausted (I will be tired for the rest of the week with afternoon naps like only babies and toddlers do) and really happy to go home…. that is if it was not for the flight being over an hour late, me needing to pick up a new rental car as my own car had been molested on my driveway by some sort of international brotherhood of thiefs a few days before we left on trip, and an hour drive back home.
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