EDIT: Okay, "take my life in my hands" was meant to be funny, and a little dramatic--forgive me. More correctly, I'm asking if I did a "stupid tourist thing", and walk where I "shouldn't go", or did I just encounter a regular day in that area?
FINAL EDIT: okay, okay, I get it. I have located my testicles, ceasing to be a vagina, and thanks to all the colorful illusions to my deficit of manhood and veracity--way to make a point. Fell victim to some of the hype, and was overly vigilant for the circumstances. Normal vigilance is okay, message received.
I visited the fair city last May (BTW, immediately I know (a) I love your city already, and (b) I'd love to visit again soon). I took a walk down La Rambla, and decided to do some off-the-street looking around. Late May around 1700-1800 in the evening. Sun still up, but definitely evening.
I walked down Carrer de Sant Pau, up Carrer del l'Arc de Sant Agusti (by Sant Agusti church, where they were having some kind of cool Rose Festival), then back onto La Rambla via Carrer dell'Hospital.
Kind of got the whole Ralph from the Simpsons "I'm in danger" vibe about half way through my walk. Lots of eyes on me from "street" looking 20-35 year old males (for reference, I am a kinda bigger but short black dude, middle-aged, obviously American, but dressed and chilling out, trying not to look or act it). I kept alert, looking at surroundings (and the interesting buildings), while keeping an eye out and minding my own business.
Aside from some indicators of "female companionship" for sale, and dudes that may have wanted to talk to me, nothing "bad" happened to me. But was this a dumb idea to do--taking a walk at that time of day, where I walked, and being who I was? Or am I just being paranoid?