You see, the church isn't finished. Which I totally knew going into the pilgrimage, but since it's been under construction for about 90 years, and everyone raves so much about it, I thought it would be, well... a little further along.
But no. It's really not finished. Like, the bathrooms don't even have soap not finished.
And I hope the altars to carbonated beverages are not going to be permanent fixtures.
So, if you're in Barcelona and have some time to kill (i.e. do not have a pressing deadline for a several-thousand word dissertation), or if you're an engineer like my dad who probably would appreciate the church in this state more than he would the finished product, then go ahead and make a serious effort to see the Sagrada.
Otherwise, I'd enjoy the view from the outside and wait to come back in 2028 when it's done.
The other moral of this story: go with the flow, if life makes something really really difficult for you to do.... it's probably trying to tell you something.
Okay now, cynicism aside... a few of the actual aesthetic aspects...Enjoy!
The pillars are meant to resemble trees.
And! Haha! Just across the street from The House of God... what do we have here, but The House of Jamon... as if to somehow venerate and simultaneously remind exiting Sagrada-ites of the devotion owed to the holy ham.
And you totally thought I was exaggerating when I said the Spaniards deem their cured pig sacred... you know you did.