Malgrat de Mar and Barcelona, way back when...
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In 1994, my friend Suzanne and I had tiny funds, but we also wanted to have a vacation with some serious sun, fun and beach. We were two twenty year old students and like everybody else we knew in those days, we booked a ten day vacation to the coast of Spain. We had picked the camping Bon Repòs at the edge of the coastal town Malgrat de Mar, right at a beach called Santa Susanna.
The package deal for this cheap vacation was that a tour bus would take us to Spain (that’s over twenty four grueling hours on a bus!!), where we would be dropped off at our camping together with other youngsters. The camping was quite nice for our small budget, situated in a pine tree forest, where families of all ages stayed in large tents and caravans. There was a pleasant pool, a not too expensive basic restaurant, reasonably clean toilets and showers and it was all situated right next to the beautiful beach.
In a remote corner of this camping there were smaller tents which were destined for young folks who mainly got drunk at night and slept during the day. Suzanne and I easily mingled with the others and before we knew it, it had gotten dark and we were all on our way to discover Malgrat de Mar’s nightlife.
After that first night, our favorite hot spots became the Malibu, a laid back bar, and Discotheque QK. We were there every single night until closing time and we had the time of our lives. During the day, once we had managed to crawl out of our blistering hot tents, we would sleep in the shade by the pool.
Suzanne and I had found out it was only an hour by train to get to Barcelona, so after a few days we ignored our hang over and walked to the train station of Malgrat de Mar.
About an hour later we discovered that there would be about twelve stops that all had the name Barcelona in it, so we needed to pick one that would be in the city centre. We decided to look out the window carefully and get out at the stop that looked the biggest and most modern. When we left the train at the stop that fit those descriptions, we eventually learnt that we had arrived at Barcelona airport.
We wandered around for a bit and after a while we noticed a bus that said Barcelona Tourist Bus. Since that sounded promising, we walked towards the bus stop and read that we had accidentally found the ideal way to discover Barcelona.
We visited the Olympic stadium, La Rambla, The monument of Columbus, La Sagrada Familia and Park Guell. Even though we barely knew what we were looking at, I was hugely impressed by the architecture and atmosphere of this beautiful city. Now, many years later, I know I was bitten by the travel bug that day. But my future hadn’t been set enough during that trip…
A few nights later Suzanne, our new friends from the camping and I where hanging out at The Malibu. I had just ordered drinks, but even though happy hour had passed by a couple of minutes, I got twice the amount of beers I had paid for.
I didn’t pay much attention to him that night, but back at home he managed to track me down and I eventually did go out with him in Tilburg. That was over sixteen years ago and we’ve been together ever since, sharing an unsatisfying interest in travelling and culture. :)