Fun little side note about me. It doesn't take much for me to get lost. I'm like Marcus Brody in Indiana Jones - who got lost in his OWN museum.
So, I walked out of the hotel, turned right and right again thinking that I was going in the general direction as planned. NOPE. Immediately wrong. Getting lost....so easy for me.
I decided to go with it. I knew early on that I was going in the opposite direction I meant to, but I didn't care. After 7 blocks, I happened upon a Metro Station and proceeded to buy a ticket.
The ticket machine had an option for English (awesome) but you had to pay by Zone. I will save you the detailed description of looking confused for 10 minutes - just picture me looking at all kinds of different train maps with a furrowed brow. I chose a ticket that would allow me to go 10 trips of a distance of 2 zones (having found a map that showed me I would only ever need to be in Zone 1 or Zone 2). I then proceeded through the turnstile, down some stairs and stared at a map again. There were two platforms. One going to Plaça Catalonya (the side I was on) and one going everywhere else (or so it seemed). I was ALONE on my side and thought I should maybe follow the crowd a little and go to the other side. So, I did. I picked a train and rode it for 20 minutes, all the while having NO idea where I was going. Eventually, figured out that I was going north. I felt like I'd gotten on the Dublin/Pleasanton line train and was heading away from everything, into the suburbs. It was a nice train ride actually but completely the opposite of where I wanted to be. I got off, turned around and went back...eventually getting off at (you guessed it) Plaça Catalonya. A 40 minute train ride to go 1 stop. Totally worth it though. The view was beautiful. Green trees and hills. Suburbia.
I had lunch at Woki Organic Market and then head out to wander. Basically, I ended up on a popular street with shops (fancy expensive shops). It was a nice street with restaurants and benches and lots of people. I turned right and right again. I stopped on the corner, not sure of where to go next. I saw a hop-on/hop-off bus had stopped and everyone sitting on the top in the open air section was staring at the building right next to me. I looked at the street and saw that they were all staring and taking pictures too. I looked up and found that I was at Casa Batlló, which (after "discover the city by foot") is the top "thing to see/do" in Barcelona (aka "Discover Gaudi and Modernism").
The Catalan architect, Gaudi, created this home (yes, it's A HOME!) with no plans for the design. He gave direct instruction to the masons based on drawings he had done and a plaster model.
Every design inside the house, every touch point is intentional, artistic, functional. The door handles or window handles form to the hand. The banisters are soft to the touch, they are the right shape for a hand. The house is also known as the house of bones. Dali said it is a house of sea shapes.
I have not studied architecture, nor design, and though I have studied poetry and prose, there is nothing I can write to explain to you the magnificence of this property. I suggest you read up on it here. And I highly recommend you take the tour if you ever get the chance.
This is what happens when an artist is unrestricted.
From the window handles, to the wrought iron fencing on the patio, to the stairwells and stairways, Modernism spills throughout.
|Skylights inspired by tortoise shells?|
|A fireplace set into a mushroom-shaped room, two seats (one for a chaperon, one larger one for the couple being chaperoned)|
|A model of the facade|
|A narrow hallway given the illusion of space by steep archways|
|The rooftop: Chimneys|
|Beautiful and Functional|
|Those are glass pieces|
Gaudi built an indoor...I don't even know what you'd call it. It's a stairwell around an elevator. It's a 6 story shaft of light. He created the roof in such a way and the walls in such a way and the choice of colors and materials in such a way that the sun bounces and shines from the top to the bottom magically allowing for light throughout. The glass gives the impression that you are underwater.
I loved this place so much that I might go back again. It felt like Disneyland, where no detail was left unfinished (and it spat you out into a store, where I wanted to buy everything).
|Terrace art, that's a pool of water to the right reflecting the fence|
|An interior window|
|What are we even looking at here? Amazing.|