Flashback Friday – Thwarted by a Barcelona Bus? Never!

While we’re back at home in the UK, we’re reliving some of our favourite and memorable places and posts with you.

This week it’s the turn of our stay in Barcelona just around the corner from the amazing Sagrada Familia, back in March 2012.

We’re here: N41.40389 E2.18306. It’s a gated, guarded 24hr car park in the centre of Barcelona, 5 minutes from the Sagrada Famila. It’s costing us €20 a night (10am to 10am, credit card only, and you can book on the Internet), which seems like a bargain for such a brilliant location.


The weather is: despite a pessimistic weather forecast, lovely and sunny. A Carrefour Discount lager is cooling in the fridge. Come to Daddy.

We left Dave on the campsite this morning and headed for the bus stop. As soon as we arrived, so did the bus. Charlie was quickly bagged up, as instructed by the campsite receptionist, but to no avail. Bus driver woman takes one look at him and wags a ‘no dogs on here’ finger at us, before driving off. Turned out lucky for us. We left the campsite and drove into town instead, finding this great spot which means we can leave Charlie more easily, and see the sights.

Sight #1: Sagrada Famila. We spotted the familiar spires as we drove in. We left Charlie in the van and walked the short distance to the place. Mobbed it was, understandably, but still we only queued 5 mins to get in. €13 entry each, plus €4 each for a guided tour. Not cheap, but they need the money! No smartphone camera could do the place justice. Probably no camera designed by man could; you need to see it with your own eyes.



The guide told us how work had started in 1882, but within a year the architect had fallen out with the commitee running the show. Fortuitous for us, since he’d got some conservative design in mind, and we’ve seen far too many churches and cathedrals. Enter stage left: Antoni Gaudi. 31 years old, clearly a genius, and working on this monumental project along with others in the city. He soon sussed the task would outive him so left detailed designs and models for it’s completion after his death. An unfortunate encounter with a tram saw him off in 1926, and amidst the Spanish Civil War, his workshop was blown up, doing away with the plans and models. Our Rough Guide tells us George Orwell was not pleased with this situation, wanting the Sagrada itself to be destroyed.

Sagrada Familia Barcelona

Work started again in the 50’s, using the reconstructed models, and photographs of them. Judging by the modern, angular sculptures on one face of the building, some artistic license had been used too.

Anyway, even for a confirmed atheist like me, the exterior of the building is stunning. The interior is eye popping. My words and pictures cannot do it justice, and why anyone would want to destroy anything so beautiful, even to counter it’s symbolic meaning, is beyond me. Incredibly it is only 75% complete; another 15 years should see it complete. We’ll hopefully be able to return then.

Our guide had picked up the wrong name badge. The one he had said Marc, so that’s what I’ll call him. He knew his stuff, continually invited questions and was worth every cent. Once we’d left him, we came back via a patiseria and fed Charlie, and ourselves.

The next 6 hours saw us wandering the streets of the city with Charlie. It’s Spain’s second largest, after Madrid, so it took that long to get around. We found the Ramblas, one long wide street which keeps inexplicably changing name as you walk down it towards the sea, with occasional forays into Barri Gotic, the medieval old town. Spiffing it was, taking in the sun, eyeing up some 1900 year old Roman graves, window shopping and making acquaintance with lots of Barcelonan pooches and their owners.




We’re now back in Dave for a regroup. Charlie’s brushed and is frantically snoring to my left. Ju’s getting a nap in, and I’m about to tuck into that lager. Tonight, we dine in the city!

Cheers, Jay



  1. Love your post about Barcelona….We stayed in that same guarded car park back in 2014. We had been broken in to while in the Bay of Roses, and had to travel to Barcelona to the British Consulate to get emergency passports as ours were stolen. Well, in fact everything was stolen, even down to my husband’s t shirts! One lesson we learned was to fit a safe in a hidden spot in our garage. The thieves didn’t go in the garage at all and at least if our passports and credit cards had been stored securely we would have been in a better position than the one we found ourselves in. I’m sure that you have a safe but just thought I would share that in the hope that it might help somebody else avoid the situation we found ourselves in with no money, passports or cards….. Enjoy your next trip. I look forward to reading about it.

    • Hi Beth – sorry to hear you were robbed in Spain.

      We’ve been lucky and never broken into. We’ve always worked on the assumption we would come back and find the van gone. Not a fun thought, considering we leave our dog Charlie in there from time to time, but it’s always been where we parked it (and we don’t leave him in there if we feel nervous or it’s hot). Working on this basis, we carry our passports and a back-up of our photos and scanned documents with us, unless we’ll be within sight of the van. In Rome a pickpocket had a go at nicking Ju’s wallet from her backpack, but she’d placed a pretend wallet in there stuffed with paper, so we got away with that one too, touch wood.

      We’ve never had a safe fitted due to weight/the fact we work on the assumption above, that the van would be nicked, so having a safe would only slow down the villains once they’d parked up and wouldn’t help us. That said, I’ve heard only a couple of stories of vans being nicked, most thefts seem to be during the day with no-one in the van, and they just grab what they can in the time available, so maybe the safe would be a good addition if you can afford the space and weight, and get it securely fitted, so it can’t easily be ripped out and carried off?

      Having a big sticker of a dog in the windscreen might be helping us too, who knows?

      Cheers, Jay

  2. Hi we’ve just watched your SOG video, here in NSW. We are a couple of Grey Nomads who have been on the road for 3 and half yrs! We were curious about your blog as we wrote one using Blogspot but after 3 yrs we decided Blogspot was most unfriendly! We now just use our FB page called Woodies on Tour, which is a group page!
    BTW we love your accent too, you sound just like our nephew….
    Enjoy your travels. Best wishes Helen and Richard Wood

    • Hey! I ain’t got no accent, ‘ave eye? :-)

      Three and a half years, I bow down to thee! I bet you’ve seen a thing or two?

      I’ll add your blog to our Fellow Traveller’s page if that’s OK? We run this one on WordPress, which we run on a shared Hostgator server. It’s grown pretty large, but Hostgator seem to keep it ticking along OK, can’t complain.

      Cheers, take it easy, Jay

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