Touching down at Girona Airport one thing was clear, the sky! Having left a dreary, damp and depressing Edinburgh at a very civilised 9am that morning, only a short bus ride separated us from the sun, sea and sand of Barcelona.
After much fun and adventure on the underground our little group was being checked in by the less than hospitable staff at the Hotel Barcelo. Before we knew it, it was time for dinner. A quick change and a debriefing by the only friendly person in the building, the barmaid and we were off to the Rambla del Poblenou, the local restaurant district. Completely at random we somehow manage to discover a delightful restaurant which quickly begins to fill up with locals, always a good sign. Wine, women, one man, no songs, a couple of shots of something strange on the house and bedtime was beckoning so we wobbled off back to the hotel for some zzzz’s.
Click below to read on for more of Rab Brown's trip report. This trip is part of the 2007-08 Public Art commissioning course.