When I was younger, and frankly, more stupid, I was eager to explore the world. Even though I was a world explorer, I wasn’t very worldly and I made a fuss over never wanting to visit the same place twice. As I became a more seasoned traveller, I ended up with a HUGE first world problem, I had to go to Paris a second time. It was a huge sacrifice, but somehow I got through it. Later, I ended up going to Rome, Venice and Florence a second time on a family trip, and what do you know, I somehow managed to survive. I then went to Paris a third time, and low and behold, I wasn’t even bored. I somehow ended roaming in Rome a third time, and it wasn’t the end of the world….
…and then, I was FORCED to spend two days in another city that I’ve visited before -Barcelona. When I visited the city for a second time, something in my blond little head finally clicked…seeing a city or country for a second, third or fourth time means that you get to discover new things. You get to “finish the job” so to speak and really immerse yourself into the culture. You get to see things that you’ve never seen before or see things that you have visited before in a whole new way. Yes, it’s a big world out there, but there is nothing wrong with revisiting an old favourite, and that’s Barcelona for me. My next few entries will tell you where to go, stay, and what to do when you are there if you have Type A tendencies like me and need to cover as much territory as possible, but first, I just want to share a few photos of the Barcelona that I didn’t get to see the first go round.
I never got to see Park Guell the first time I went to the Big B and it was spectacular. I’ll write more about it the Type A entry, but I just wanted you to see what you miss when you don’t return to a city, and I would have missed this. Lesson learned.