There are lots of secret places in Barcelona, lots of not so famous places despite the quality of their service, food, drinks or prices. There are so many places that will be the labor of a lifetime to point out every single outstanding corner of this ever changing city… There are too disappeared places, demolished in times when nobody cared about the value – architectonical, historical or symbolical – for a city with too much history. Today I’m speaking about the most luxuri

Tomorrow is the Day of Catalonia. On September 11th of 1714 (yes, this year is the 300th anniversary) Barcelona fell after a prolonged siege and were heavily punished. The background history is this: Spain didn’t have a king and several European Houses, just like in Game of Thrones, fought for the vacant throne. The final showdown were Austria vs Borbon, a German and a French lineage. While Spain was mainly supporting Borbon, Catalonia were supporting Austria for the reason t

Did you know that you could travel almost to every part of Spain without moving from Barcelona? That was the purpose of Poble Espanyol, this big open-air exhibition in Montjuic. It was constructed in 1929, when the International Exhibition took place in Barcelona. This exposition brought development and progress to the city, especially to the Montjuic area. It brought to Barcelona not only the Poble Espanyol, but The Magic Fountain, Espanya Square, the Greek Theatre, the Olym

Let's continue with our amazing walk, shall we? Here we can start seeing the little kiosks that nowadays, most of them, are selling just souvenirs, juices and ice creams. But when I was a little girl that was my favourite part of Les Rambles. That little kiosks, as you can see in the picture, used to sell all kinds of animals. They were like little zoos in the middle of the city. I used to go there with my parents and beg every five 5 minutes for them to buy me a chick. Actua

I’ve been in a big bunch of places (whose names I’m not going to reveal), where after getting the first sip of my drink the full lyrics of a famous song by Alice Cooper start scrolling inside my head. That’s because I only drink things the barman uncap before my eyes. This idea came to my head last Friday, when suddenly this song starts playing in Fantastico Club and I found out that I was enjoying my drink as much as the music. Indie music, great night and stories to tell: a

In our “Week of the Indies”, we are visiting another classic in Barcelona: Smoll. This time it’s a comfortable place to pass the hours with a bunch of friends. Great music, awesome decoration and the most charming bartender you’ll have the chance to meet. Accept a couple of recommendations if you are planning to go. The first one is that you order a mojito. The second one is that you must be careful with the bartender: he is going to kill you… with his kindness. For more info

You know those places that are cool? Cool for the cool? Naive cool? With the aspiration to be cooler everyday? That is Manchester Bar. Usually the trendy places keep unknown and undiscovered, hidden in conveniently narrow streets and surrounded by signs that advertise that there is something worthy to discover very near... if you know how to search. A priori, there is nothing new inside, but for sure they will be the first to offer. How themselves say: “the coolest music is f

“An image worth one thousand words” it’s a common expression in spanish that use to mean “don’t tell me: show me”. But it’s too the perfect definition of art: things you need to say, but it will take too long to tell, so you draw it. Our topic today is the art. Not any art, but street art. Barcelona is one of the most important cities for street art, and where the most important member of this speciality has left some of their works. Yes, Barcelona is one of the most importan

We risked and we won. We decided to visit Bun Bo Vietnam, a Vietnamese restaurant hidden in the Gothic Quarters with a lot of questions unanswered (raw fish, too much crab, too spicy, the searing doubt about the lizard...), and we made so many questions to the waiter that only her supreme patience avoided us to being slapped in the face with a raw fish. I suppose it’s clear to you that we are more of the type of the nerd than the hipster. After half an hour of delicious dishe

Don’t you think Barcelona is the perfect scenario for one of those Freemasons Stories that people read in the metro? It’s the excuse to blame the Freemasons for everything evil that ever happened, or relate evil to something less ghostly and complicated than Market Laws. The corny true is that the Freemasons were no more than Trade Unions when the associations of workers were illegal and punished (think about how it works as a secret message: who is the freemason now, Dan Bro