Currently being stalked by the owner of a Bergamo guesthouse, determined to pick me up in her devilmobile. I actually quite like walking to and from airports. Barcelona Airport, for example, is easily accessible on foot from Barcelona. In the two and a half hours it takes from the city centre you get: good views of Montserrat way up the Llobregat valley; duck hunting in the nature reserve; and the chance to recover lost property in the toxic slum that is El Prat. A short detour enables a visit to the Zona Franca rustbelt and on Sundays to the gypsy leading brands market.
Montserrat looming behind El Prat del Llobregat and its population of artichokes and chorizos
Spanish imperialists coming in low to bomb Barcelona airport
No one has ever commissioned a walk to or from this or any other airport. One possible candidate is known not to relish assistance.
Update: there is now a free, self-guided walk from Barcelona Airport to Barcelona, post here.
- Barcelona Airport T1 pics
But getting there is still a pain in one’s posterior end.
- People we meet: the ornithophile matricide
The long, narrow bar connects the folksy-chaotic gypsy street on one side of the block with the folksy-chaotic payo shopping street
- Spanish airport traffic trends
Variation in air traffic numbers throws interesting light on Spain’s problems as it plunges into recession.
- Here’s looking at you, lunch
I think it’s actually a slow worm, but here’s Thomas Decker’s Honest whore anyway: Lord Hippolito. Scarce can I read the stories
- Zombie manufacturing
The death agonies of the car industry in Barcelona’s Zona Franca district.