Blog #5: Barcelona - August 27-28
On August 27th we boarded a high-speed called Ave (Bird) that in three hours took us from Madrid's Puerta de Antocha Terminal to Barcelona Sants Terminal. Since our Airbnb reservation did not kick in until 5:00pm, we waited patiently around the station, with our luggage and all, until it was time to take a cab to our destination. To our disappointment, our Airbnb was located in a proletarian area, far away from Barcelona’s downtown core, contrary to what our host let us to believe. If that was not enough, there was no elevator, which forced us to drag our luggage two flights up to then find a small, stuffy and untidy apartment. The host was not in town, so his friend, a very strange, almost scary looking man let us in. It did not take us long to realize that the place was filthy, lacked air conditioning and had a very bad vibe. Our awful first impression got confirmed as we explored the space, more of a dump than a tourist safe heaven. It was so bad that we immediately called the...