
A tranquil picture of me and Simona sipping a mojito at terrace of Taverna del Born on Sunday afternoon. Red shiny Vespas and cool kids on vintage bikes pass by. Pensioners play chess in the shadow of the Passeig’s trees and a cute Jack Russell terrier is sniffing my toes, searching for his owner.
Born is charming. There is a bohemian coterie of designers, artists and just fashion lovers who reside in cosy apartments and lofts.

An the same time, Born is like a strong bittersweet cocktail itself.
Just sneak around the corner of art galleries and designer stores to see South American mamitas dancing to reggaeton in their hair-bead salon best. Pass the famous Chocolate museum and smell Pakistani families cooking their samosas.
Next to luxury apartments you can find crowded buildings without a lift where Catalan is not often spoken. Historically, this is one of the most multicultural areas of Barcelona. Did you know that 70% of Pakistanis living in Spain live in the province of Barcelona and that there are about 50.000 Latin American youths as well? In Born you can see, hear and feel it, while you keep wandering around its trendy bars and chic boutiques.

We ask the waiter for our check, and he agrees to bring it, but only on condition that we give him a besito… We head stright to Santa Maria del Mar to confess our sins.
On a short-cut narrow street we meet a common citizen of Born that scares us away in the direction of Barceloneta. Those big, shiny cucarachas – bless their souls!
