Dels Degollats Trail

I leave the car in the parking lot to enjoy this magical mountain walk and the monastery. As I walk alone I hear the sound of air that rocks the trees, the birds sing songs that announce the long-awaited spring. Civilization feels distant. My feet walk slowly, no hurry, the road is long, comfortable, beautiful and full of curiosity. Catalan peoples revere Montserrat dream figures I cannot understand, like the name of this path: Els Degollats (the slain). For once my curiosity loses to such beauty. I look up to enjoy the landscape that Gaudí understand, I understand the domes of the Sagrada Familia and the Agbar Tower, geometric shapes are the same that have so much personality to the city of Barcelona.