The Colón opened in 1951, and feels like it's been around forever: quiet, conservative, correct. The lobby tells you what's in store: the antique upright clock, the salmon walls and marble floors and walnut trim, the discretely separated suites of comfy chairs and sofas in flocked upholstery, the hotel coat of arms on the curtains. It's the sort of place you'd take your grandmother for dinner. (The food, alas, is unmemorable.) But the Colón is suprisingly reasonable for what and where it is, and the location is ideal—providing you can book a room with a balcony, overlooking the Cathedral square. Illuminated at night, the Catedral de la Seu is spectacular. On weekends, there's sardana dancing in the square, on Thursday an antique market. Small wonder it was Miró's favorite hotel.