Whilst in the common area eating some food, I was trying to decide how to spend my day. I was figuring on some bumming around and hanging out, but nothing specific, and not sure for the night activities. I overheard some people mention there was an FCBarçelona fútbol game at 22:00 that night against FC Bayern München, and that tickets might be cheaper from the stadium. So I decided I’d make my way over there eventually during the course of the day. I admit… I’m not much of a sports guy, and the most fútbol I’ve ever watched has probably been this year, with me being in Europe during the World Cup and all… but I’ve been to plenty of sporting events and do enjoy going to games. And, as I only found out while being in Barçelona, they’re apparently the best team in Europe. So why the hell not?
Archive for September, 2006
I only booked at BCN for 2 nights, because that’s all they available for the cheapest price. I figured in a new city with no hostel recommendations anyway, I should leave myself open so I can move around, check out different areas and all… So on Monday I moved to Hostal Windsor (also called Rambla & Catalunya Hostel on the online booking systems.) It’s north of Plaça Catalunya on La Rambla, number 84… so not too far away, but just far enough that it was a little bit of a bother late at night coming back from the strip. It was also cheap (€19), but they just packed beds in… There was no key, so not particularly safe… and I could NOT figure out how to get any hot water out of the shower. After three days you’d think I would have figure it out, but no… And, there was construction being done on the building, so everyone morning my alarm clock was jackhammers and pounding, after sleeping in the hot room with no fan. They did have a computer with free internet access, but only one, and you’d have to wait a while to be able to get on it. There was a common area and kitchen, but both were closed from midnight til 7. Pretty much a pain, because night is when I would rather hang in the hostel common areas, and if I go out and come back late and want some food, I’m screwed. All this sounds like I’m bitching… I’m not. I didn’t have an unpleasant experience, but I’ve stayed at enough hostels to know that this place could be a lot better for the same price.
However, due to my northern location, it made for the perfect Gaudí Day. [read on]