Pre-history
It was early April when me and my friend Giedre booked the flights for our summer holidays in Spain. Our final trip plan looked like this: Vilnius-Barcelona-Madrid-Palma de Mallorca-Vilnius. And we honestly felt more than worth this trip! During that moment I was deeply working with my final thesis and Giedre... Well she is in general simply sick and crazy with her medicine studies. So even despite the fact, that August was still far away, in our minds we were already having fun in Barcelona, watching bull-fights in Madrid and sunbathing at our friend`s Ieva`s place in Mallorca.
Music, which follows you
Even though:
-we landed in Barcelona at the midnight
-we were lost in one of the most dangerous areas in the city (according to taxi drivers)
-intead of our friend`s flats door, we knocked the brothel`s ones!
-my genius friend forgot the code to unlock our luggage and we went to sleep in the same conditions (or even worse!) as we left our homes,
...next day we were fresh, full of joy and happiness, with successfully unlocked luggage and ready to discover new things!
We started our first day slowly walking and enjoying surroudings in Park Guell. And again, like de javu, this lovely park met us with already known style of architect Gaudi. And he is huge talent! No doubts. Everything what is made by him is gentle, without sharp corners and so colorfull and magic! Personally I wouldnt like to live in a house made by Gaudi, but when I see it from aside, my heart beats up.
It was heating outside and we were following the shadow to avoid the sun in the park and suddenly we stopped in the place, where one guy was making brilliant melodies with a kind of instrument whose I really dont know the name (probably it was something made by his own). And the moment was memorable, because of the wonderful sound we had a pleasure to listen to! That music reached our ears at the very right time and right place. With the very right notes.
Later the next tick had to be marked near the dancing magic fountains of Montjuïc, so we turned to go back to the city. And after light lunch near Placa de Espana we reached the fountains, which unfortunatelly dance only at 9 p.m. when it gets dark outside. But in our situation the sun was still on the dance floor. So we only enjoyed the view, the museum and of course the romantic music! Which actually follows you as long as you are visiting touristic places.
After making cultural city tour around and having dinner with our local friends, the next must do thing was to visit night life! From our past experience we already knew the worthiest places in this kind of category, so the route was more or less clear.
Wotermelon, the beach and two little Hamlets after
At 6 a.m., when the local men on the streets were already selling the watermelons, which we wanted like never ever before (I meant watermelons, not men), we reached our home with the next big purpose - The beach! And it was really the most refreshing thing which can happen after such a long night, so we left the beach only when the sun covered itself behind the buildings. And so the day was gone. But the night was here! Full of new adventures, fun and Icy Mohitos.
Following the plan, next morning we had to leave Barcelona and go to Madrid. Of course the plan looked attractive. But we were full of doubts and obscurity. Because Barcelona for us was really not less attractive than Madrid, so we just thought why to seek for the better, when the better is actually here?! And like little Hamlets we were considering to go or not to go... And to go won! So with the strange sadness and almost out of curiosity to visit new city, we left Barca.
To say honestly, I was already in love with Barcelona after my first visit. So after the second one - I fell in love even more!
To be continued with new adventures from Madrid.
