15/05/2013
So I arrived Barcelona Wednesday night after a stress free flight. I arrived into El prat airport which was luxury in comparison to Paris Beauvais airport. I was later told that this was the old airport and the new one much nicer…can’t begin to imagine.
I was surprised that there was no immigration upon arrival. It turns out this is the case when traveling through the Schengen member areas, kind of like how you have the common border between Ireland and the UK.
My friend Alejandro picked me up from the airport and we drove through Barcelona city centre stopping to get tapas on the way, most memorable named ‘bikini’ in Spanish of course.We didn’t get to Igualada, a little town 45 mins outside Barcelona where Alejandro lived until 01:30am. I was knackered but ‘no room for lazy man’ as Fela would say so was up at 8am the next day trying to beat the traffic as we ran late for the discover walks Gaudi tour. I was really upset as we arrived at 10:40 instead of 10:30 thinking ‘there goes my intro to the city’, but as Gods favour will have it, I spotted Julia in the pink vest a couple yards down and made eye contact with her apologising for being late. There was an American couple who came after me so luckily I didn’t have to carry last.
We saw cassa batille and the two other buildings to the left of it, one of which is being used as an office today. Cassa batille now a tourist attraction was my favourite of the 3 even though it looks the most abnormal. Maybe it’s the doctor in me but I liked the symbolism of the bones and the half skulls-orbits and mandibles. It turns out Gaudi suffered from rheumatism hence wanting to depict his illness through his architecture. He designed the interiors as well and used a bit of color mostly through mosaics.
The buildings are named after the wealthy people who owned them and for most it was all about competition and trying to show off.
We then walked to playa de catalunya where we learnt more about the Catalan people and culture. The street on one end leads to the mountains and on the other the beach- pretty cool huh. The Catalan people are a very proud people who have their own language which is derived directly from Latin just as French and Spanish are. It is not an offshoot from Spanish and weirdly enough has some very French sounding words. Me thinks it easier to understand catalan than Spanish.
We then headed to le pradrera also know as Casa Mila, which was one of the largest houses Gaudi designed. As he was a very religious man he wanted to put a statue of Mary at the very top but the owners were not having it. He usually overspent on his budget and took more time than required when doing his work but on this occasion the owner refused to pay him for going over budget not caring that he was Gaudi and in the end took him to court where ironically Gaudi won the case and the full sum of the money. He however felt guilty and decided to give all the money to the church.La Pradrera
Next stop sagrada familia.
Simply breath taking. This was Gaudi’s last master peice which he was unable to finish before passing away. He planned to build a massive church in the centre of the city which could be seen from all corners of the city. He also wanted the church to be surrounded by parks on each side. Unfortunately, today only two parks exist to the north and south as residential homes have consumed the eastern and western scapes.
Very much like notre dame, the building depicts the story of Jesus the front displaying the nativity scene which he completed. At the back is the passion which was completed by another architect following Gaudi’s death. The towers at the back are a replica of Gaudi’s work however, the sculpted characters were unique to the new architects style.
I was curious as to how they were planning on finishing the building especially after reading that Gaudi usually designed from his mind and made small models before scaling them to the real thing. It turned out Gaudi did infact have a drawn out plan for this building however, his sketches were consumed in a fire and so no original plans exist. As he has been very well studied, the architects of today are able to extrapolate from his previous works in order to bring the building to completion which is billed for 2026- after almost two centuries of construction. I found out that the completion was actually being funded by tourists, grants and supposedly the church. Ironically, the city council was not involved in the contributions. As if that wasn’t bad enough, to the horror of most Catalonians, a high speed underground metro is being built under the cathedral. This is following the collapse of another building post underground metro construction, and understandably so there are concerns that the no 1 tourist attraction of the city may not be able to withhold the stress… I guess time will tell.
Now about how Gaudi died *SPOILER ALERT* and I didn’t know this- he was run over by a Tram on his way to church and because of his piety and simple living, he was dressed in poor clothes and so wasn’t identified until a couple days later. Quite a horrible ending for such a great craftsman.
I later made my way to Picasso museum. Although he spent most of his adult life in France, he was born in Spain and as such, the museum had many of his earlier works as well a good number of pieces from the blue period. He was such an excellent artist, with an exquisite mastery of brush strokes. my favourite being his oil paintings on canvas.
After Picasso, browsed through a couple shops and wasn’t really enjoying the city until Alejandro showed up from his conference and we walked la gracia, stopping at the cathedral and the bouqueira market which was all fun especially as the sun was out.
We then went to the port where they had the original sailing ship nou something (1950) on display. We walked to the end of the harbour and had a quick bite- Argentinian meat pie scrumptious, before meeting up with his girlfriend and eventually going to grab some tapas since the magic fountain was closed for a car show.