What better way to end a trip to Spain with a visit to my favourite city again, Barcelona?
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How I got to Barcelona from Loret De Mar
I took the bus from the main bus terminal in Loret De Mar and purchased my ticket on the day at the bus station. It was a direct service where I had to pick time slots to travel to and from the city and was also was given designated seat numbers. The lady behind the counter explained that it was important that I stuck to my seats and times as it was a busy bus service.
The journey took around one hour and cost €10.90 for a return ticket.
Completely lost with no GPS, I wanted to cry
I arrived at The Barcelona Nord Bus Station to find I couldn’t get a GPS signal on Google maps. Before I knew it, almost an hour of my 6 hours had passed and I was still no closer to resolving the issue. You can only imagine my frustration, so I decided to walk whilst keeping it on in the hope of it picking up my location.
Hooray! It worked well, for all of two minutes, and after I had walked well away from the bus station, I was completely lost!
At this point, I felt so anxious and my mind was so clogged in panic mode that for the next few minutes, the vulnerable child-like part of me took over and I wanted to cry. But then, as always, the more mature and wise part of me shows up to reassure and nourish that vulnerable side of me, and then I was fine.
Letting go of resistance
I often have little moments of feeling anxious when travelling solo. I don’t see them as a bad thing, but rather a chance for personal development, growth, and confidence. In these moments, I have to take a break and think about what my path of least resistance will be. It usually involves stopping for a coffee.
Once I’m calm, my mind becomes unclogged and I’m able to think more logically and find solutions. My conclusion here was that, since I knew the name of the station to get back to, it wasn’t really being lost and I could always maybe get a bus or uber back to the station.
I came out of the coffee shop with the intention of making an adventure out of being lost.
Once the resistance was gone, everything started to fall into place.
Here’s what happened:
I found Basílica de la Sagrada Família
First of all, I came out of the coffee shop and walked whilst enjoying the view. In the distance, I could see the top of a spiked building. As I got closer I realised it was the Basílica de la Sagrada Família.
I didn’t get to go inside since I was limited for time, but I was so excited to see it since I’d never seen it before.
I started to see buses that would take me back to Nord Bus Station
Whilst enjoying my stroll around the city, buses started to appear with Nord Bus Station highlighted on the front. The place I needed to go back to to catch my bus.
Not only this, I started to see several buses with Lorer De Mar highlighted on the front. The place where my hotel was where I was staying.
The truth is, I reckon many of them had gone past me, but in my clogged up state of mind, I wasn’t able to see the apples for the trees.
Google maps started working again
I just happened to try Google Maps in a final attempt and noticed I had automatically been signed out of my Google account and needed to sign back in. I am not sure why this happened. It has never happened before.
Free to roam and find all the places of interest
Now Google Maps is working again. I was able to find the places I wanted to visit. This meant I could revisit the Gothic Quarter.
Last time I was here, I remember feeling mesmerised by this medeival quaint neighbourhood. I had been hoping to revist again on this day. I’m so glad I got to visit again, but after spending around half an hour here, I decided I had actually enjoyed being lost, so I turned off Google Maps and went back to wondering freely.
I couldn’t really tell you where I ended up roaming, but it was so nice to wonder so freely in this beautiful city, and being lost in Barcelona ended up being my favourite part of my entire trip.
Unfortunately, my phone’s battery was low, so I couldn’t take pictures of my adventures, but I can confirm that this is an incredible place to get lost in.
I hope you have enjoyed reading about my solo trip to Spain.
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