Buenos Dias Amigos

Hola

Now, where were we??

Oh yeah, on the Costa Brava coast - sorry, I got so carried away by the beautiful temperatures, crystal clear waters, white sands and topless sunbathers that I momentarily lost all concept of where I was!

At last blog, I think I mentioned that we had set up camp in a camping park in a great place with fabulous sea views and all the facilities we need. Well, the place and surrounds are that good that we decided to add an extra night to our stay meaning this blog comes to you from the same place as the last one. Since the previous blog, we have:

• slept in
• had coffee and croissants
• sunbathed and swam in the pool
• walked back to our motor home for an afternoon siesta
• walked back to the pool for another swim
• walked to the bar/restaurant for dinner and drinks
• watched Manchester United beat Arsenal (we both know nothing about soccer)
• watched Barcelona score an equaliser against Chelsea (still know nothing about soccer)
• slept in
• had coffee and croissants..........
  

I think you get the drift!

Today, we actually ventured down to the beach and walked the 2klm along the beach path into the township of Platja d'Aro. Like typical tourista's, we simply walked in and out of shops, sat in cafe's and snacked, then had a local lunch - Jane having a Tortilla Espanola' (an omelette with Potatos) and I had Tostido's (various dips on local bread including anchovies, olives, tuna, chilli, lots of oil and then lots more oil). Wonderful meal and then the 2km walk back to our camp so we could have a swim, wander off for an afternoon siesta........(deja' vu kicked in yet?)

We are currently sitting on the outside balcony of the camping ground restaurant gazing out over the Mediterranean Sea. I have to keep reminding myself that this is a Camping Ground rather than some retreat for the rich and famous - the surroundings, the facilities and the location are simply fabulous.

In fact, Jane and I had just discussed whether we would extend our stay here for another night however, at this stage I think we will be leaving in the morning and heading south to Barcelona. I have located a great camping ground (according to the internet so time will be the judge on that) and I am keen to witness a Corrida (a bull fight) and to really get amongst some traditional Gambas al oleo (garlic prawns), Paella (the Spanish version of rice-a-reso but with flavour) and all washed down with Sangria (a fruit drink that actually gives you a punch!).

I will sign off now however, will blog again soon. In the interim, you will have seen a couple of extra photos on this blog just to fill in a bit more space.

Love to all and take care

Little Legs and Rick

PS. Forgot to mention - during this morning's beach walk into town, we were required to travel up and down a significant number of steps as we cut across headlands from one beach to another. You will all be pleased to hear that those little legs managed to get Jane into town with only the slightest little wobble evident and through sheer guts and determination, she powered on.

In fact, even the locals are starting to clap and cheer when she walks past them - such is the reputation she, and her legs, have developed over here. It is not unusual to hear the world famous Spanish chant of "Aussie Aussie Aussie, Hola Hola Hola" erupt whenever she walks by.

Rest assured blog readers, those little legs are doing Australia (and Telstra) proud!