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I confess that Barcelona was not in my plans. A phone call from Chico Velasquez, my former neighbor here in Trujillo and now living there for more than eight years, I made a call the last days of December. And raised me to visit him, and he would go to southern France to visit some friends of mine. "Take a break, you're one step, you go back to Paris by train or plane, is very cheap, you stay home." That conversation was crucial to include Barcelona in this brief visit to Europe. Chicho, avid traveler, he "jumped" to Melissa's house in southern France. We had some previous visits in the area (later narrate another time, place Templar) and take your car to go south. The excellent roads and highways French and English allowed us to make a comfortable ride, stopping briefly at a very nice city, Béziers, although a former student invited me to visit, time was pressuring us, so I just spent nearly two hours in the city and follow route. The toll system has been modernized in Spain, just showing your discount card to a sensor mounted on top of each house to expedite the passage (imagine installed on our roads to see him escaping or being stolen). The idea was to get as soon as possible to Figueres and Cadaques to know the Dali museum and place of residence. But one thing is the will and another reality. The arrival in Figueres was a little rough, my camera had an accident and the museum was ready to close. The Great Dali museum took two hours to visit and we had only half an hour to make the journey. For other time. We forget Cadaqués as well. The proximity to France does see signs in that language and Catalan, the official language of Catalonia (Catalunya). Catalan space hosted a very powerful society and culture, accompanied by a language that flourished in the Middle Ages, as its "premium" culturally, the Occitan. The famous Count of Toulouse had strong links with the Count of Barcelona and created a kind of economic unit was the strong temptation of a central government as was Paris, on the one hand and on the other hand, a strong rivalry social, political, economic and cultural cooperation between Barcelona and Madrid. The latter situation seriously worsened the triumph the dictatorship of Franco and overshadowed phalanx Catalan world since the 30's until the death of dictator Franco in 1975. The melt was allowed to create autonomy and thus, the recovery of Catalan culture and identity. And this is seen on all sides: the linguistic identity is given from the school classroom, on television, the internet, advertising, newspapers, information on speakers, information posters. But on the streets, in fact, I heard little Catalan. I read the more I heard, except on television.

I stayed 3 days and a little more in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bI arrived on Tuesday night, and the first thing we did was go to a store FNAC to see if they could fix my camera, suffered the stroke had not affected the lens, only the filter was broken and, fortunately, did not affect the fact of taking photographs. I bought several movies on dvd and the respective filter. But did not risk to get the broken filter. Before going to settle into his apartment, we passed a landmark building in the city: the Torre Abgar of drinking water services in the city, which lights up differently every night. And it's all a show. But another show was going to balance your car on the street. Barcelona is without doubt one of the most densely populated places in Europe and the millimeter spaces are utilized. And have those mm high cost. Living in Barcelona in your apartment with a car is half of your earnings to pay living space for you and your car. You pay a fortune.

The next day, Wednesday was to meet my college friends, Quique and Milka, who have not seen in years. Milka was here 4 years ago, Quique not seen since the 80's. Would be an emotional reunion, the venue was at the gates of FNAC near University Plaza Catalunya. Thanks to the metro (and Trujillo must be thinking of one, is a great solution) point, we Chicho and I to meet. It was a good hug to both, that wants a hug synthesize all the good memories and hopes dream from our university classrooms. Before starting the visit "official", I asked my friends to go see a house to fix my lens photo, we went to one that asked me to leave my camera for two days and the likely cost of 150 euros (imagine that the arrangement here for 50 soles), and could continue taking pictures with relative ease, I gave up my business and I dived into the city. Would be guided through the streets of Barcelona for 3 Peruvians have made his life in Spain. Milka, which domineering woman, took the reins of the situation and took us to meet "their" Barcelona (each in turn taught me his Barcelona). Milka dragged us to see the modernist Barcelona. And everyone linked to Gaudí. Dragging down Las Ramblas and the streets of the old medieval city, a city that shows all its past splendor and was silenced for decades, until the city was proposed to host the 1992 Olympic Games. This time the face of the city changed and the current Barcelona left us with his sharp and flats.

In our stroll down the Walk of Grace (P. de Gracia), the first house was home to visit Battle, a beautiful apartment building showing of this complex art which imitates nature and had a number of fans this city (not just Gaudí, but Puig, Domènech, Vilaseca, among others). This house is inspired by natural forms of leaves, skulls and masks for which it has used iron, mosaic. Alongside it is the house of the architect Josep Puig Amatller, a beautiful building that was home, now home to an institute. Both buildings are a harmonious, balanced, nothing strident as what we found in our urban architecture. Chicho told me how difficult and selective in this city is to build in a certain sense, these rules make it beautiful and keep tidy. If Trujillo had straight authorities, another would be the face of our city. One detail that did not observe is the fact that you do not see that ugly wiring to the city, nor light nor telephone. These tangles that disfigure your eyes and sometimes become the focus of risk do not see the city. To close this visit by modernism in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bwent to a beautiful building called Casa Mila, the same grace. This house is a symbol of social, depending on the point at which the display. The building has been purchased by the Fund and is determined (the Fund) to get all the residents. Entry was free, now is not, and the residents of the upper floors are reluctant to evict them. It is the silent struggle of citizens for their space versus large corporations. The problem is that very few address these situations the problem of the crisis. Barcelona is a city hit hard by the crisis. Of that, we'll talk later. Thus, La Pedrera, as this building is known outside of her beauty, has become a sort of underground command. Partially closed modernist visit to Güell Palace (we saw in the afternoon), which I could not see to be in repair. Pena. But the details of its façade was impressive and, despite the fatigue of walking under a dim sun, you could start flashes of beauty that in another moment the look better. I hope to see.

whole group went to Old Town for lunch.