It is not to be confused with hating Barcelona – I don’t hate it – I found my new home here, but some things…
here is my list:
1. The Crisis! In every way it if affect us here…
2. Prostitutes in the Ramblas at night, molesting people who walk by or trying the fast way to money by pickpocketing
3. Public transportation: bagsnatchers in the metro, sticky air on a bus, people getting to close to you – either being creepy men or also bagsnatchers AGAIN
4. “Nationalist” silly Catalan people – Barcelona only for Catalans – Tourists and Expats get out of our Barrio
5. The Rain – when it rains you dont only get wet, the world drowns and you drown with her – soaking wet! brrr
6. People spitting in the street – everywhere and all the time, actually worst area might be Raval, around my first apartment, sometimes I had to jump out of the way and the run from a cucaracha that was coming from the other side
7. Cucarachas – and for that matter all other small animals and insects bigger than my finger nail that are living a supposingly happy and sorrowfree life in Barcelona
8. Standing in line for free entrance to a club – everybody can get anywhere on a free guest or call it even VIP list. But then you have to stand in VIP line which is a dozen times longer (obviously) than normal peoples line
9. Powercuts and no hot water – AGAIN, well that is no joke – I spent entire weekends without electricty and believe me being a romantic hippie is just fun for so long
10. The Catalan Wall – or Catalan Blocker! People don’t respect personal space but that’s ok but they also just run into you! Or they just stop for no reason in the middle of the street (best to do in groups) so that you run into them, or come out of doors without looking, again to tackle you brutally! Why? God knows…
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‘“Nationalist” silly Catalan people – Barcelona only for Catalans – Tourists and Expats get out of our Barrio’
I think this is a pretty careless statement! Do you have any idea of the history of Catalunya, or how it feels for a Catalan to watch their culture being destroyed? Not only that but their neighbourhoods being destroyed by airbnb type rentals, 24 hour off licenses and hiked property prices and rentals because of richer expats and tourists?
If your hometown was over run with tourists so much that you couldn’t afford to live in it anymore, how would you feel?