October 25, 2011, posted by Natasha | things to do
Barcelona’s ghoulish ghost tours
It is a dark, damp October evening, the air lies heavy with fog and I find myself loitering nervously on the Plaça Reial for a man I have been previously acquainted with only by name. Nervously, because this is exactly the sort of climatic condition and location for the set of a classical horror movie (Ancient, labyrinth-esque alleyways? Check. Isolated, gloomy and cold? Check. They didn’t film Perfume here for nothing…). And with a name like Tyler McGee, I’m not entirely convinced that a spritely, clover-clad Irishman jubilantly guiding me through the Gothic quarter (as he clarifies the nuances of eighth century witchcraft and bloodshed) would be up to the job.
