Chalk and Cheese

When I was a kid, the place that all Brits used to go on holiday in Spain, was Lloret de Mar and I wanted to visit this place to see if it was still the place to go. NO! The resort is like a broken down Benidorm in so much as there are bars and nightclubs, although not many, but everything is so run down. And it appears that the Russians have started to go there en masse, so the town is changing to a
Eastern European bolt hole!

Plus, when we arrived at the campsite, it was the first day they had opened since closing at the end of September. We were the only van on the site until late in the evening when a couple of Germans arrived. The shower and toilet block,which were open to the elements, had not been touched for six
months. Even the toilets had the crap from last September round the bowls. The floors were ankle
deep in leaves and bird droppings and the place was filthy!!!!

We stayed one night! Sad really, but at least I now know that we won't be visiting there again any time soon.

So off we hop up the road to Palamos. Now this place does have history for me, as a I visited here when I was about 22 years old. It's great, it's the total opposite to Lloret, in so much as it's small and pretty and frequented by a different type of visitor. The shops are full of really nice goods and we
both bought a pair of fashionable shoes which won't be available anywhere else on our travels. The campsite is small but positioned on the cliff overlooking the town and is clean and well appointed. We will definitely come back here when we can and I can recommend it to any potential visitor.

The view from the campsite

Street in Palamos

A great little bar in Palamos, very bohemian.

So Spain was done. We had entered in the North in September of last year and here we were ready to cross the border and go back into France for the next stage of the trip.

At least I can speak the bloody lingo!