Rocafort was our metro station. We stayed in a section of the city that had rows of buildings along gridded streets that confused us every time we headed home. We were a 10 minute walk from the magic fountain.
Skateboarders cruise the streets everywhere and tourists take photos of the hundreds of skaters who frequent macba – a museum with a marble outdoor area of stairs, ledges and space. At night we sat where the sand begins along Barcelona’s beach and drank 1 Euro beers offered to us by local Indian guys who also offered us drugs.