Traveling through Barcelona

These days in Barcelona, ​​you turn down a corner and suddenly find a queue of tourists waiting to get into a restaurant that's packed with tourists. Some offerbrunchJust like anywhere else in the world. Tourists surrounded by other tourists, experiencing something just like they would in their own country, is now a universal condition.

Cities like Barcelona, ​​with its assured Gothic and modernist achievements, pack crowds of foreigners into a small space, much like St. Mark's Square in Venice. Since the mobile browser eliminates the need to ask questions on the street, it's possible to travel the world without exchanging a single word with a local. Once, when I tried to help a Japanese couple who seemed disoriented, they ran away, probably trained to fight thieves.

Since the success of a trip is measured by Instagram-worthy photos, you can leave home and travel far away without disconnecting digitally and mentally from your usual circle of friends. If we no longer have our heads where we are physically, we remain in our shells while traveling.

There are other trips to Barcelona, ​​like Barça's this season. Look at them, leading the league, a finalist in the Copa del Rey, and a semi-finalist in the European Cup. With the way they've played, it seems impossible for them not to win at least one of the three championships. But beyond the titles, I'd like to emphasize, as they say these days, that this season's journey alone has been beautiful: watching them play, watching them score goals, and defending them with that hunger has been a constant satisfaction. Now that we're ten days away from the first final and the magic will be replaced by the all-or-nothing of the record, let it be written down that this season's journey has returned that deep satisfaction.