!Rafa_161 By Rosangel Valenti, TW Contributing Editor
As many of you know, I spent several days watching tennis live last week, at the Real Club de Tenis Barcelona. It was the tenth stop on the 'Rafa Euro-Spectator Slam'. It was even hotter than Monte Carlo last week - I now have a red, shiny, sunburned nose. There was no shelter from the blazing sun in the stands - anyone planning to attend should carry a shady hat, plenty of water, sunglasses, and full-on sunscreen. Luckily I was still carrying my peaked cap with the Monte Carlo Masters logo on it - though, to make it camera-friendly, I had to wear it back-to-front, in the same unattractive way as many of the players do (see below....).
It was my first visit to Barcelona and I didn't form much of an impression of the city. A ten-hour day of viewing tennis tends to preclude sightseeing, except in a place like Monte Carlo, where the sights are visible from the court. As a frequent traveler, I speak just enough French, German, Italian and Spanish to avoid major mishaps. One thing I liked about Barcelona was that when I managed to speak some Spanish, the locals didn't automatically answer me in English, which made the effort seem worthwhile. Language aside, though, any tennis tournament by now feels like an oasis of familiarity.
The Real Club de Tenis Barcelona itself an oasis personified. The attractive venue is tucked away in a relatively traffic-free area of the city. The main road near to the venue is lined with well-tended trees, and cars meander down it at a very relaxed pace. The main building dates from 1899. It's a charming structure of warm color, surrounded by well-kept trees and pink potted plants. I had to go inside to pick up tickets, and found that much of the interior was open to visitors. The entire event was surprisingly relaxed, security-wise. No-one ever asked to search my bag, and, with ticket in hand, it was easy to wander in and out. Arriving for the final, the first person I saw walking out of the main entrance of the club was Toni Nadal, who subsequently stopped to pose for a picture with a Rafa fan.
If you spend a few days here, you'll have the chance to see players up close. The two practice courts are unobtrusively adjacent to the main court. On semifinals day I arrived early, and went to sit beneath some shady trees with my book. But something exciting seemed to be going on, because the seats by the practice courts were filling quickly. Fortunately, I wasn't overly absorbed in my not-very-absorbing book to cotton on to the fact that Rafa was practicing there. During his practice sessions, a security guard stood watch, just in case his uncle, Carlos Costa, his practice partner (current world number 341, Bartolomé Salva-Vidal) or the rest of the entourage needed help holding off the mob. As a Catalan-speaker in a Catalan-speaking city, he's very popular with the locals - probably too much so to walk freely around the place without being stopped every few seconds. However, I did see his girlfriend strolling the grounds, as well as Mohamed Lahyani, genially chatting with passers-by.