Hola amigos! I’m here in Barcelona already as we speak!
After a rather frustrating time in the Istanbul Ataturk Airport and spending a night in Paris Charles de Gaulle Airport (An interesting experience, that. Blog post later), I’m finally here!
I did the same here as I did when I touched down in Istanbul. I took the airport shuttle to city center. The airport bus in Barcelona is called Aerobus, and you can easily find them from both Terminal 1 or Terminal 2 as you exit the airport. The ticket costs € 5.90 per person, you can purchase it on the spot with the driver (cash only), and it will take you all the way to Plaça de Catalunya in Barcelona city center.
Vice versa, you can also take the same bus from here back to the airport when you are leaving.
I thought of taking some pictures while on the bus, but unfortunately, the windows have something on them. After a couple tries, I gave up…
This only works if your hotel is nearby. It most likely will be, if you are staying somewhere within the Gothic Quarter or even Ciutat Vella. Mine is, so it works for me.
In fact, my hotel is just off this most happening street of Barcelona…
If you are new to Barcelona and you look at the map, Las Ramblas seems like a very long street, stretching over 1 kilometer long. But don’t worry, it has a wide pedestrian walkway, so it is pretty safe (safe from cars I mean), a lot of people walk along this street, so it is fine. You can drag your luggage along this street, from Plaça de Catalunya all the way to the Barceloneta Beach, no problem.
Let’s do a general comparison. With Istanbul, it was interesting in a sense that everything is so different and shocking. Here, some of the stuff that I see (the public transportation, the traffic, the streets, the shops) makes more sense to me. They look more like what I am used to. I think it would be a lot easier for me to get around over here. We’ll see…
And now I’m off to a nice shower, and then I will start exploring the streets for a bit…
I have taken a lot of flights, and I have encountered my fair share of frustration with listening to baby wailing all through the flight.
My flight from Paris to Barcelona though, was the first time I was seated right next to a mother and her wailing toddler girl. It was an eye opening experience which I hope never to encounter again.
I think the mother is one of those 土豪 (nouveau riche) from China. She carried an Hermes handbag, and also a larger LV bag. The LV bag’s sole purpose, it appears, was to store all her daughter’s snacks.
So the little girl started wailing the moment they got onto the plane. So her mother opened the LV bag, took out a packet of snack and passed it to her.
That snack is basically a cake made into the shape of an ice cream, complete with a paper cone, individually plastic wrapped. It looks somewhat like this, like a mini ice cream cone.
So the little girl tore open the packaging and began to eat her “ice cream” cake. And she ate it like how some kids really eat their ice cream, by eating just the ice cream and leaving the cone behind.
That’s what the little girl did. She nibbled off the yellow parts of the picture above and then threw the rest of the snack back at her mother. And then she started wailing again and went “Arhhhhhh!!! Arhhhh Arhhh Ahhhhhhhh!!!!”
Then her mother opened the LV bag and took another “ice cream” cake out to bribe her to be quiet. This process was repeated continuously, and the wailing-bribing-wailing-bribing lasted all through the flight, until we landed. I counted 10 “ice cream” cakes being sacrificed like this before giving up counting.
Upon disembarkation, I could not wait to get the hell out of their sights. I still have not decided if I should be more annoyed with the girl or with her mother. Probably the mother. So rich and yet she couldn’t find it in her to properly train her daughter to be more reasonable and instead just take the easy way out by bribing her with snacks after snacks. 😐