Funnily enough I had that exact experience in Paris. I felt like I didn't see any French people, just loud Americans looking for McDonalds.1. The amount of tourists. I have never, ever been surrounded by so many tourists in my entire life (including Times Square NYC, Ginza in Tokyo and Sydney Harbour). I could not get away from them no matter where I went - I was constantly being herded around like cattle (and I spent a whole afternoon attempting to explore the back streets . I felt like the entire city existed purely for tourism and the tourists greatly outnumbered the locals. And they weren't cluey tourists like in Tokyo they were the 'hold a giant map in front of my face while I walk through a crowd and scream for my American wife' tourists.
I think it's hard for Australians to be impressed by other countries' beaches, we're rather spoiled for choice. I didn't like the beach at La Barceloneta, the beaches further north were less crowded. But a half hour train ride down to Sitges gets you much better beaches (sadly just as crowded).3. The beach. Rubbish. And again, full of tourists.
I found that the Spanish people I met were most accommodating and the friendliest I spoke with in Europe (especially compared to the Italians or French). My Spanish is terrible and I know no Catalan, but people seemed to go out of their way to help. I guess they're grateful for the money that tourists bring.4. The people. The few times when I managed to communicate with people who weren't tourists they seemed dejected and irritated. Was abused by wait staff in some of the most popular tourists areas because I did not speak sufficient Spanish (despite their menus being in English). The 25% unemployment rate may have been the cause but I was expecting Spaniards to be passionate, fiery, energetic people. Those I found were just existing, purely to serve the hordes of tourists flooding through the city and didn't seem to care about anything.
5. La Ramblas. Was ready to be pick-pocketed, was ready for an explosion of sound, colour and sights. What I got was a street filled with junky souvenirs, overweight Americans sipping oversized margaritas during the never-ending 'happy-hours' and bored tourists wandering aimlessly looking for something interesting.
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