I know nuts about Barcelona.
The only thing I knew before coming here was that they have nice beaches, it hosted the Olympics a few years ago, and they have two football teams (of which I will not mention further).
The first thing I found out here was that people speak Catalan. Don't ask them why they don't speak Spanish, it's a sensitive question.
The next thing I learned would be how inefficient the airport staff were. I landed at the El Prat Airport punctually, but have to wait for more than an hour to get my luggage. There was actually a point where the belt stopped moving, and I panicked for not seeing my backpack! It started moving again 20 minutes later.
When I came out, there was someone holding a sign with my name on it. Didn't take a picture though!
After a few further hiccups in the airport i.e. waiting for a Latvian girl whose flight was actually scheduled for next week, and settling a baggage lost report of a Turkish girl.
And I thought Malaysia was inefficient. I landed at the airport at 12pm. We left for the city at 3.30pm. We reached our lodging at about 4.30pm.
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