An intrinsic part of spending our lives on the run in search of waves, parties, skate spots, and above all good times is the appreciation of a good hotel.
Those sheets. That spa. The room service. The icy beers. Such service! So when our good friends at RVCA called us up to join their advocates for a week in Barcelona at the W, the most iconic hotel in one of our favourite cities, we couldn’t possibly refuse. Oh Barcelona! Blessed with sun all year round, skate spots galore, the occasional fun surf, sublime food, and nightlife that doesn’t really end – Barcelona is a port in the storm we highly recommend visiting.
With a hand-selected crew of surfers, skaters and musicians, we hit the golden city for a week for the finest times imaginable. What did we learn? Barcelona is a hell of a mistress and there is no finer place to hang your hat than the W Barcelona. Ideally on twenty something-th floor.
Checking out was an emotional time. No one likes a checkout. No one. A week seemingly blurred into one dream as these things often do. With rolls and hard drives serving as reminders of the times had. Scope our short film to see what went down during our stay in the golden city.
