Barcelona – Sitges

When I first planned my trip, I had my eyes set on Girona. But with limited funds, I had to look for alternatives—and I’m glad I did. One of the most beautiful discoveries was Sitges, a small coastal town about 40 km from Barcelona, known for its welcoming village vibe and serene seaside views.

I didn’t have a set plan or a checklist of things to see. There are museums and a beautiful 18th-century sanctuary—at least it looked beautiful from the photos. Honestly, I went because I stumbled across the name somewhere. I didn’t even know it was such a popular destination, especially for those staying in Barcelona.

I bought a one-way ticket from Cerdanyola del Vallès to Sitges. The whole trip cost me just 8 euros—something that feels almost utopian in today’s world of post-pandemic inflation and geopolitical turmoil. But at that moment, I felt nothing but pure joy, the kind of happiness that makes you feel lightheaded and carefree.

The train was slightly delayed, but as someone used to Germany’s famously late trains, it didn’t bother me. When it arrived, I hopped on. The carriage was mostly empty, giving me space to relax, unwind, and take in the journey. And what a journey it was—rolling past cliffs, lush nature, and the endless deep blue sea. Just the train ride alone was worth it.

Once I arrived in Sitges, I just walked. I wandered through the little alleyways, illuminated by soft spring sunlight. It was quiet—calmer than Barcelona’s constant buzz—and I enjoyed the peaceful solitude without feeling lonely.

After a bit of exploring, I stopped at a restaurant and ordered cannelloni. I didn’t love it, but it filled me up. Sometimes, that’s enough.

I ended my visit by walking down to the beach. The early spring sun was gentle but warm. Families strolled with their children, kids laughed and shouted, couples held hands. I stood there, listening to the ocean’s familiar rhythm, feeling the cool spritz of sea spray on my skin. In that moment, I felt content.

I walked from one end of the beach to the other, soaking in every bit of it. My first little adventure was simple, spontaneous—and absolutely worth it.