Barcelona Travel Blog› entry 5 of 13 › view all entries
Back on Schedule. My Deli-belly was a one time thing. At least thats how it appears.
It seems the larger
the train station, the less helpful the agents. After I left Madrid,
I landed in a small town called Lleida, Spain. There I found one
not-so-helpful agent and two very helpful agents. The first finally
informed me I could wait an hour and a half and take the regional
train on into Barcelona. During the time, I visited the Customer
Service office, and the nice lady there helped me plan today's
journey from Barcelona, Spain, through France, and into Torin Italy.
planned the journey, I was sent back to the ticket window, however
the first grumpy agent had been replaced with a friendly agent. He
booked my seat from Barcelona to Montpelier, France.
Yesterday, I arrived in Barcelona and had no plan for a hotel, except to look for one when I got there. The guide book gave a rather grim forecast for finding hotels there during the height of the tourist season, which of course is August. I headed out the door of the train station and went to every hotel I saw. Always the same story. “Sorry, we're complete” which translates into “completely full, so keep walking gringo.”
About the 8th or 9th place I went, they had a room. It was 85 Euros (about $100 US) but what the heck. I had a couple of hours to explore and eat before bed time.
Barcelona was great. I reminded me a lot of Venice. Tiny alley-like streets with numerous cafes and bars tucked underneath every nook and cranny. Every turn was a new adventure. This place must get a lot of tourists with so many places to eat and drink. I wish I had more time here to visit more of the cool little pubs and bars.
I chose a touristy restaurant on the waterfront, where I drank a huge beer and people watched while I waited for my paella.
I think I finally got
my body clock turned around. I went to bed about 11:PM and awoke at
7:30, just before my alarm. Of to France today. More on that later.