Every stop on the Sant Antoni & Paral·lel route, with the history behind it — from a collectivised brewery to a shelter dug by hand, ending over vermut. Walked entirely from the street; we step inside only at the market, when it’s open. Less a guided tour than a story you step into.
One route across Sant Antoni and the old Paral·lel, in the order the city lived it — ending where every good Barcelona afternoon ends. It's a walking tour told from the street: we take each site in from outside, stepping inside only at the Mercat de Sant Antoni when it's open.
This 1864 brewery — once the largest in Spain — rose on land cleared when the medieval walls came down. In July 1936 its workers collectivised it and ran it by committee right through the war. Descend to the cellars today and you cross three ages of the city's defences at once: Roman wall, medieval bastion, and a concrete air-raid shelter.
Fàbrica Moritz
On the night of 19 July 1936 this ring road was a front line. Workers and loyal Assault Guards threw up barricades of sandbags and overturned cars, snipers fired from the rooftops, and home-made armoured trucks — Hispano-Suizas plated with steel overnight — rolled toward the rebels' defeat and General Goded's surrender.
Ronda de Sant Antoni
Antoni Rovira i Trias's great cast-iron market, opened in 1882, became the stage for the slow violence of hunger: ration cards, queues before dawn, a black market, and supply lines from Aragon and Valencia cut one by one. Its Sunday book stalls would later turn quietly subversive — a place to find Catalan and banned titles under Franco. It's the one stop on the walk where we actually step inside — market opening hours permitting.
Mercat de Sant Antoni
Here stood the Escola Pia de Sant Antoni, a vast church-and-school block set alight on 19 July 1936. For the anarchist movement the Church was the ideological arm of an oligarchic state, and with rumours of snipers in bell towers, the militias saw the burning of religious buildings as a kind of "social hygiene." The flames took a Renaissance altarpiece and an archive kept since 1683.
Ronda de Sant Pau
They called the Paral·lel a modern Babel — more theatres and cabarets per square metre than anywhere in Europe, where Eixample gentlemen rubbed shoulders with the Raval's workers. At number 69, the Bar La Tranquilidad was the anarchist nerve centre: Durruti and Ascaso planned here, and from these marble tables the patrols were armed on the night of 18 July 1936.
Avinguda del Paral·lel
Opened in 1904, the Apolo was the Paral·lel's temple of zarzuela and music-hall — until the summer of 1936, when the entertainment union collectivised every theatre, cinema and dance hall in the city. Star salaries were abolished, the box office helped arm the Durruti column at the front, and the stage kept the rear-guard going.
Teatre Apolo
Barcelona was the first city bombed systematically from the air, by Mussolini's aviators flying out of Mallorca — so its people dug. Poble-sec neighbours cut nearly 400 metres of zigzag galleries into Montjuïc by hand, vaulted in concrete to take the blast, with an infirmary, a fountain and a room for the children — shelter for some 2,000. Notices still on the walls forbade talk of politics or religion, and punished anyone who "spread pessimism." We take it in from the street — the restored galleries inside are a city museum (MUHBA) with their own separate ticket.
Refugi 307
After 1939 the unions were outlawed and the streets fell silent — and the humble Sunday vermut, siphon and tinned olives, became a small ritual of survival in the neighbourhood's old bodegas. We end where that custom still lives: a glass straight from the barrel, a spread of tapas, and time to take it all in. Included in your ticket.
Vermut & tapas
Eight stops, from the meeting point at Fàbrica Moritz down to the old Paral·lel and back to vermut — a gentle two-and-a-half-hour loop, entirely on foot.
Meeting point: Fàbrica Moritz, Ronda de Sant Antoni 41. The whole route is walked on the street — we step inside only at the Mercat de Sant Antoni, when it's open.
The walk earns its drink. We finish in a proper bodega where the vermut comes from the barrel, the tapas keep arriving, and an hour of heavy history gives way to the thing that has always held this city together — sitting down together, late morning, before lunch.
It is, on purpose, the warmest part of the day.
A fully private version for just three or four people: the same walk, led personally, and then a premium long lunch or vermut at a hand-picked Sant Antoni restaurant — the kind of table worth planning the day around.
Tell me your dates and the kind of meal you have in mind, and I’ll put together a bespoke walk-and-table and confirm the price.
Enquire about the VIP walkAbout 2.5 km over two and a half hours, mostly flat and at an easy pace, with plenty of stops to talk. If you can manage a gentle afternoon stroll, you’ll be fine.
The walk is in English. For private or VIP groups I can arrange other languages on request.
It’s a street-level walk on mostly flat pavements, so it works for most people. If you have specific access needs, email me first and I’ll tell you honestly whether it’ll suit you.
The walk runs in light rain — bring an umbrella. In severe weather we’ll reschedule.
It’s a walk told from the street: we take in each site from outside (some interiors, like the Refugi 307 shelter, are visitable separately with their own ticket). We only step inside the Mercat de Sant Antoni when it’s open.
We do — the vermut and tapas are part of the experience, not an afterthought. [State whether drinks are included in the price or paid on the day.]
Booking and payment are handled through Airbnb Experiences, and cancellations follow Airbnb’s policy. For a private or VIP walk, just email me.