onsdag 22. mars 2017

Antoni Gaudí

I have never really been interested in architecture, but that for sure changed when I moved to Barcelona. Never have I ever seen so many beautiful buildings in one city before. Only on my way to the metro I pass marvellous masterpieces, and I discover new details on the buildings every day.  You really have to look up when walking around in this city!

Antoni Gaudí is the most famous architect from Catalonia, and especially three pieces of his work have become very famous and are now symbols of the city: Sagrada Familia, Casa Batlló and Casa Milà. I have been inside all of these buildings, and trust me, it’s worth every euro!

Sagrada Familia:

Casa Batlló:

Casa Milà:

lørdag 18. mars 2017

El Carnaval

 El Carnaval takes place in Spain every year in late February and is probably the coolest carnival you will find in Europe. The celebrations last for days with different events all over the country. Luckily for us, one of the biggest carnival parades happens in Sitges, a little town just south of Barcelona, so when the weekend came we took the train down to experience the festivities. The weather gods were on our side and made an extra warm Saturday.

Throughout the week in advance we saw many school kids dressed up as Spiderman, Elsa from Frozen, Super Mario, Nemo and all types of costumes, but during the weekend in Sitges people of all ages took the opportunity to dress up. We even saw a group of people dressed up as Trump, Melania, bodyguard, camera man and protesting Mexican guy!

The streets were covered in confetti and full of people dancing and singing to street musicians and party cars, and the atmosphere reminded me of a warm version of the Norwegian national day.

onsdag 15. mars 2017

"Tooot el camp...!"

One of my favourite activities here in Barcelona is to head over to Camp Nou and watch Messi, Neymar and Rafinha do magic for Barça. I’ve been to many football matches in Norway, but this is a totally different experience.

The audience at Camp Nou is known for not being the loudest fans. They usually discuss what’s going on with the people around them instead of shouting at the field. I don’t know if it’s just the culture there, or if it’s because no matter how loud you scream the referee is not going to hear you when you’re one out of 100 000 spectators.

However, it’s impossible not to notice how much this city loves its football club. You can spot the FCB flag almost as often as the Catalonian flag, and ahead of each game there will be posters of the match hanging all over the city. Last week the whole city went crazy when Barça did the impossible and won against Paris Saint Germain. People were singing, screaming and dancing in the streets all night long, accompanied by all the cars that were honking nonstop. 

It’s always magical to leave the stadium after a victory to the hymn of the club, “Enim un nom el sap tothom; Barça, Barça, Baaaaaaarça!”