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Sunday, September 2, 2018

Exploring Barcelona: Walking up the Ramblas Marketplace in Barcelona, Spain by Savvy Mom Ruth Paget





Barcelona: Walking up the Ramblas Marketplace Through the Center of Town by Savvy Mom Ruth Paget



Before stepping out onto the foot of the Ramblas for a walk with baby Florence, I looked at the Hôtel Güell that Antoni Gaudi built for his wealthy and loyal patron.  The doors reminded me of those at the Sagrada Familia’s entryway.

The doors sweep your gaze upward to the view of some of Gaudi’s trademark gumdrop chimneys.  The doors are the only things an ordinary tourist can see.  (The Hôtel Güell was a theatre history museum at the time.)  You can see what the interior of this museum looks like in an art book, since you cannot visit it.

The Ramblas is like the Champs-Elysées in that it the Ramblas has been turned into a tourist haven with souvenir shops and a McDonalds.

The Ramblas at the time was not as nice as the Champs-Elysées.  The boulevard is made up of individual sections called a rambla in the singular.  The Rambla Santa Monica with its sex shops reminded me of Place Pigalle, the red light district in Paris. 

I walked down to the port and looked at the Columbus Statue.  Queen Isabella of Spain financed Columbus’s voyages to the United States.

It is quite interesting that her State of Castilla took precedence over King Ferdinand’s Aragon and Catalonia.  I hoped that I would have the chance to visit Castilla one day, but was quite happy that I was given the chance to visit the Spanish Catalan region.

I continued walking along the Rambla Santa Monica, which was rather tame in the morning.  This Rambla is filled with newsstands with newspapers from all over the world, flower stands in some areas, and improvisational con artists looking for customers to play card tricks or find balls under shells.

One man was even jumping through a spinning wheel made of fire.  Andean musicians played their panpipes everywhere.

It was a cacophony of sound and yelling, but rather fun and nice to leave when I wanted to eventually.


By Ruth Paget, author of Eating Soup with Chopsticks and Marrying France

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