Getting around on a bike is a lot more effecieint than walking and saves a lot of wear and tear on my body. I rented a big, bulky Ductch bike that weighed probably close to 50 pounds. Now I know why these bikes are so popular in Holland: They donīt have mountains, they donīt even have hills. I about blew a bowel trying to ride to the top of Montjuic, the mountain looking over Barcelona from the south. It is a real mountian because they have a quad ski lift to ferry people to the top.
I was able to see the all of the beach area which I would have never attempted on foot. The beaches arenīt as nice as the city beach in Valencia but it is a cooler area filled with cafes and restaurants.
Barcelona is like this huge object that I canīt really bring in to full view because I am too close. I will need a lot more time to be able to stand back and really describe it faithfully. After ten days I feel like I have just begun to scrathc the surface. I havenīt been inside a single museum as I didnīt want to take time away from just walking around trying to familiarize myself with as many neighborhoods as possible.
My willingness to explore grows exponentially when I am riding a bike. If I know exactly where I am going on foot I will walk all day, but Iīm not about to walk three blocks out of my way on a whim. The investment in time and energy is a lot less on a bikeeven a big, heavy Dutch bike. I saw more of the city in the last 24 hours than Iīve seen all week on foot. However, as I mentioned before, there are a lot of places in the old city that arenīt very accessible on a bike.
If I learned one thing about riding around Barcelona on a bike itīs that I need to live here for a while if I really want to know this place. I have said many times that I hate being a tourist; I prefer being a resident.