Barcelona for The Time Travellers: a Friday-to-Monday weekend

Under the royal palace, the streets of Barcino: a laundry, a garum works and a wine press, the city's first thousand years in an hour.

The 1986 reconstruction of the 1929 pavilion: onyx wall, chrome cruciform columns, and Kolbe's figure in the shallow pool.

An 1889 industrial hall restored as four restaurants under one iron roof, with the interior by Lázaro Rosa-Violán.

Catalan Gothic built in fifty-four years by the porters who carried the stone from Montjuïc; the 1936 fire stripped it bare.

Josep Lluís Sert's 1975 building, with the quarter-cylinder light scoops that make the galleries glow without a single visible lamp.

Albert Adrià's restaurant inside RCR Arquitectes' cloud-grey interior, eaten as a sequence of rooms rather than courses.

Go for the attic of catenary brick arches and the roof of helmeted chimneys, a structural argument rather than a façade.

Bohigas's MBM masterplan, Gehry's bronze fish, Miralles and Pinós's pergolas, and the two towers that reopened the city to the sea.

Puig i Cadafalch's 1897 tavern where the modernistes plotted and a teenage Picasso drew the menu; the plotters' bar, with suquet.

Jean Nouvel's 2005 tower reflected in b720's mirrored canopy over the flea market, which opens on Mondays.

Miralles and Tagliabue's roof of 325,000 ceramic hexagons over a medieval convent whose foundations show through the floor.

Lunch at the long counter inside the market, under the timber ribs that hold the wave up.