There is a new hotel in Barcelona. It´s beautifully placed, just at the side of the harbour and facing the sea. It´s beautifully curved, mirroring the slightly curved beachside. Its exterior is almost entirely made of glass, which both during the day as during the nighttime reflects the colour of the sky itself. Moreover, it´s build on a place that used to be a no-man´s land, full of litter that the sea had thrown up on the shore. It also has been cleverly placed just next to a nudist beach (mainly the homosexual one, the hetero one is a bit further away, although far be it for me to say that nudism and sexual preferences have anything to do with each other. Then again, beaches and sexual preferences might have), which promises a nice cultural cross-over between the “nouveau riche” and the “nue et heureuse“
It´s a marvelous thing and much more worth to see than the kitsch Sagrada Familia, the nerve wracking Ramblas crowded with drunken English hooligans or the museums of the terribly overrated Miró or Tàpies.
Still, a certain group of people, rather predictively, complain. I don´t think their complaints are esthetically based (it really looks a lot better than the two Mafre towers, a little bit further up along the coast). Rather, I think it´s just out of sheer resistance against all that is fancy and rich. It´s some left-over sentiment of old-fashioned leftwing romanticism from the seventies (the 70´s: concrete building blocks and faded brown and even more faded orange furniture). I think modern taste is better and I don´t have anything against rich people. I say: let´s enjoy the rich, after all, sooner or later we all depend on them.
Of course, the hotel won´t really work and so in a few years, everyone will wonder what to do with it. Meanwhile, come visit and marvel at the rough and tumble skyline of Barcelona.