Finding my routs at Barcelona
I took a trip for 4 days and 3 nights at Barcelona as I wrote books all the summer I needed a break. I found probably my roots in Major Sinagoga in old Jewish streets at the Gothic place. I was prepared with a map from Stockholm and information from
Google that I printed out to have with me on my internet less time in Spain. That was great. My father told me that our family came from Israel to Spain and lived there for 500 years. So the oldest sinagoga that had families from 400ac was the one I visited.
I came to that place on Sabbath, Saturday and knocked on a brown door from steel. No one opened it. I found two ladies from Long Island, US that looked for that place for 2 weeks. They lived just a block from the Sinagoga but didn’t find it. Frustrated
they didn’t know what to do and just another day left in Barcelona. I said we could go around the block and look. We found a small shop with beads and some ritual necklaces. The woman had her heritage from France with Jewish background but she lived
since generations as a Christian. The ladies bought like crazy from her. I just looked around and took photos. The day after I came back and came in. I was happy to pick something back that was loosed.
So the Spanish Jews where tortured in inquisition at 1494 and before that the plague came to the city and the Christians took the Jews as victims. Half of the populations run from there. My family went to UK and lived there for a few hundred years and the over to Vienna and finally Czech Republic before they came after the holocaust to Sweden. The next I am writing about in my book in Swedish Varför händer det mig? Perl Lebovits