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Barcelona Day 3: Day Trip To Girona


With my daughter reading this trip report, I will be careful to minimize typos. My apologies for those who read yesterday’s entry before it was corrected.

Today was a day trip to the medieval city of Girona. It should have been an easy 1.5 hour train trip. But we had a few adventures along the way. We walked about 20 minutes from our apartment to the main train station. We bought our tickets, and then had a small breakfast.

The train trip started normally, but then at a stop just outside of Barcelona, everyone started getting off. At first we just thought it was just a popular stop. A fellow passenger told us in English that we had to get off. We soon recognized the signs of track work: there were buses waiting. We didn’t know how far we were going, but we were getting a bus ride! It was well organized and the ride was only about 15 minutes to another station to continue or trip.

The next problem was with one passenger sleeping (me) and poor station announcements, we somehow missed our station. We jumped off when we realized that, and luckily got on a train about 5 minutes later back to Girona.

As you can tell from the picture above, it is a beautiful city. We were attracted by the cathedral and the old Jewish quarter. It being both Passover and Good Friday, it seemed like a good combination. We went immediately to the Jewish museum, as it closed at 2.

The Museum of Jewish History provided a fascinating view of Jewish life in Spain from 900 to 1492. A thriving population provided services to the Christians and lived for the most part in peace to practice their religion. Tombstones in Hebrew and other artifacts helped paint a picture of life there. But the inquisition changed everything, and forced conversions and violence eventually led to the expulsion of the remaining Jews in 1492. I was moved by the museum visit.


I made one purchase from the museum: a 2 pound box of Matzah. Way more than I’ll need for a few days, it was just too convenient to pass up.


We ate lunch at an outdoor cafe. There was even a little sun out. We then visited the cathedral. While an impressive structure, the visit to the museum left me not attuned to the wonders of civilized Europe. The same people who built the church, killed Jews who had been their neighbors.


We then took a walk around the old city wall, which offered great views.


We then took the train home. This time, we were unsurprised by the bus diversion, and even explained to some American students what was happening.

We stopped only to dump our stuff at the apartment before setting out for dinner. We had selected a few places from the guidebooks, but found the first closed for Good Friday and the 2nd too far a walk to gamble on. So we walked the streets until we found a place that looked good.

We wandered into Via Dei Mille around 9pm. The menu looked good, but there wasn’t a soul in the place. We ordered salads and pizzas. The place soon filled up. The wood burning oven produced tasty pizza that Ellen could see being prepared as ordered. It was a good meal that Ellen later found recommended in TripAdvisor.

Back to the apartment again around 10:30, we struggled to figure out the washing machine and then retired for our last day in Barcelona.