I haven’t been to a “proper” music festival in what feels like a lifetime. I last went to Leeds Festival when I was 20 and, even then, I felt too old for it. I’m not good with cold weather, and Yorkshire is never consistently sunny, even in August. My two best gal pals Amy and Chelsea went to Primavera last year, and promised me that I would love it. It is a totally different festival experience – there’s no camping (thank god), the weather is B-E-A-UTIFUL and the music starts at 6pm, so you have all day to nurse your hangover until it’s time to return. Barcelona is pretty much the perfect city. There’s plenty of restaurants/bars/tourist attractions, the beach is only a short walk away, the accommodation’s (relatively) cheap, the sun always shines and the food is amazing! The last time I visited was four years ago with James (before I’d even started blogging! Can you imagine such a time!) We ate well as vegetarians, but the vegan food scene has seriously exploded in the last few years. I had a list of 30 foody places that I wanted to try and, of course, we only managed a (very delicious) handful. My favourite find was probably the vegan ice cream shop and bakery that we stumbled upon on the beach. Their beer flavoured and chilli chocolate ice cream (two separate flavours, fyi) were the best.
The music at Primavera was, for the most part, not the stuff that I usually listen to. Chelsea and Amy and I have pretty different music taste, although some of it overlaps. It was nice to be free of a strict schedule of gigs and just wander around listening to things that took my fancy. My favourite artist was Peaches – she is the MOST fun performer! Her outfits are always on point. Sophie was amazing too, and although PC Music isn’t a genre I would play on my laptop at home, there is no better dance music! I loved having girl time with the two of them (and Amy’s cousin when we managed to find her!) It makes me so happy that mine and Chelsea’s boyfs are in the same group of friends as us, but there’s no substitute for pure girl talk.
We didn’t see a lot of Barcelona (it’s hard to get up when the festival finishes at 6am…) so I’d like to rectify that by staying for longer next year. I did have a nice long sightseeing walk on the last day, and since we were staying the heart of the gothic quarter, the best restaurants and bars were on our doorstep. I also got to see more of the city on my *surprise* last day, when I almost got stranded in Spain because of the train strikes in France. The train company refused to get me home, so I spent the day waiting for a flight in the evening to “London Southend Airport” (*spoiler alert* it’s not actually in London.) A night in the Southend Airport Holiday Inn, a 5am train to London and another train to Edinburgh later, and I was finally home. I was gutted because I had tried so hard to lower my emissions on this trip, but it just didn’t work out. I think I would have enjoyed the extra time more if I wasn’t so exhausted and loaded up with luggage, but I had a lovely time reading in the greenhouse and following other tourists around the sights. I’ve heard the French train staff strikes often, so I might take the ferry directly to Spain next time. Despite the nightmare journey, the trip inspired me to think seriously about living abroad for a year. The first step is to find time in my busy schedule for Spanish lessons. Wish me luck!