Sunday, July 22, 2012

Time to Go Home

And to finish off our holiday we stopped by the local restaurant and ate an ice cream sundae that as always, looks a lot better than it tastes.
We'll go for a walk along the harbour and drive home in 30 minutes or so.
Two weeks by the beach! And brown as a berry for the summer.

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Giants in Lloret

We stopped to restock the fridge with drinks and pick up an outrageous pair of platform boots... and look what we saw.
The giants in front of a huge Catalan Independence Flag.

Friday, July 20, 2012

The Man of Many Names

Albert, or Jesus,  Ali Baba, Robinson Crusoe, Fernando Couto, Antonio Flores, Arbol... or a skinny Hagrid.

Besalu and Trees in Dresses

We've gone for a day trip and we are stopping in Besalu before we go to the volcano area.
Some of the trees have knitted dresses.
Even the coffee prices are great.
Of course this village is well known for it's bridge. Google it!

Thursday, July 19, 2012

The Geographer's Library

I am currently embedded in this novel. I bought it when I lived in Hamar and it's sat quietly on my shelf since. Waiting for this moment.
I'm loving it.

Beach Day

Today was truly a beach day.
I arrived at 8 for morning asana and Albert came at 11.30 for his wake up swim. We didn't leave until 4.30!
We had our breakfast in the xiringuito.
And now? Just recovering from so much sun!

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Sweet Sangria

The strawberries were delicious! Happy Summer and cheers!

Santa Cristina and plattja de Treumal

Oh my! We're bathing in a different cove! Packed like all of them! But prett!

Off to Blanes

Today we're taking the Dolfijet boat to Blanes. We'll walk home slowly through the day.
About 16 k along the coast.
Temperature has gone up.
Lovely to see the coast from the sea.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Hotter Today

It's gone up about 5 degrees and it's positively buring in the sun. People are running across the sand to the water.
Lots of people about. More than last week. The water is clear and cool.
Albert is even getting some colour.
Lovely to see everyone having a nice holiday.

Monday, July 16, 2012

Happy Chef

On his holiday to 'do' list, was make lunch for us.
Happily, it was delicious. Albert has every right to feel pleased with himself.
Today we had a salad with a poached egg! And for the second course, stuffed capsicum/paprika/pepper.
Thank you Bertsie for an excellent lunch!

Another Day in Paradise

Friday, July 13, 2012

Goat's Cheese Salad

Do you see it smiling too?

My deep love of Catalonia is the goat's cheese. I love it and this is one of my favourite salads.

Lettuce, cherry tomatoes, walnuts, rasberry jam, pear/apple, baked goat's cheese! Ohhh!

This one is from Pop's in Lloret.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

My Favourite Spot

Not only is it my very favourite spot on the entire cove, it is also my favourite time of day. The sun just hits the rock and shore line and lights up the water. The picture says more than I with flowery language.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Quiet Morning

There were hardly any people on the beach this morning. The regulars were no where to be seen.
There were French around me instead of Spanish and Italians.
They do so many things on the beach here in Canyelles. They rent kayaks, pedal cars for the sea, snorkel and dive. There is a school camp place up the hill, and every day children of all ages scraggle their way down to learn how to snorkel or try water skiing. They also have this long sausage thing they sit the kids on and a motor boat takes them out, does a little swing, and tips them all off. Lovely. I don't mind their screams.
I took a walk into Lloret this afternoon for a falafel. It's packed with young people and sometimes it's hard to see the sea for all there is to see. And the beach is beautiful there too. It's much longer than our cove, and has a moden castle at one end and gorgeous little rock pools that are ideal for small children to play in.
All of the tourist shops used to have Indian men in them, and now their wives are up front beckoning tourists in. I used to wonder where all their women were. It won't be long until a great and cheap Indian place will be open selling delicious tid bits.
Of course I think if a couple of them stopped selling so much rubbish and imported some lovely things from India they would do a lot better. Many of the shops are identical and rather boring. How many red t-shirts with a bull on it can a person want?

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Extra Virgin by Annie Hawes

I just finished reading this lovely book. It was left to me by my friend Sarah who lived in Genoa.
It's a book about two English women living up in the olive groves of Liguria.
It's funny and insightful and full of self depreciating humour. I finished it in two days.
It really is nothing like our experience here in Catalonia, and yet, it is. I see the faint shadow of similarity and wonder.
Anyway, highly recommended and I am keeping the book on a shelf for Kate when she returns. Kindle or no.

What Do I Do, Alone on Holiday?

Many people can't understand what I am doing alone for a week. And why I take my week (two if I could get them) by my self.
This week I start every day by going early to the beach, about 8, early for Spanish standards, and I do my asana practice. And then I swim and lay in the sun until about 1. While I am there, I might read a book and today I listened to a guided chakra meditation. I also ate a banana.
I come home, and do what ever I feel like. Study Catalan, clean a room, eat lunch, look through my cooking books, read some more and contemplate going for a walk or jog in the evening.
Every year Montse, Albert's mother comes for lunch one of the days I am here. She can't understand what I am doing alone, and I think it's only fair to show her I am totally respectably keeping house. They asked me last year if I was having a affair. :) that would definitely spice things up!
Sometimes I walk to lloret for lunch. Sometimes I go down to the restaurant for a goat's cheese pizza.
Mostly I sit and look at the ocean.
It's heaven here. And I love the quiet. I love to be disconnected from the every day. I love to rest my mind from 'shoulds'.

Naked Children Bathing

One of the wonderful and sweet aspects of living near the Costa Brava is the relaxed attitude to children's nudity while swimming.
Most little one wear nothing, and happily, are indulgently smiled at while splashing with their father or mother.
Norway was very natural too. Many children bathing naked.
But I have heard that Australian paranoia has made nudity and children a big taboo.
I can't help but delight in the freedom from clothes the little ones enjoy here. Just their lovely bodies, the water gentle, the morning sun warm and the loving gaze of their parents.

Monday, July 9, 2012

Two Weeks By the Beach

I am in holiday heaven.
Perfect 28 degrees. Turquoise waters lapping hypnotically at the shore. A cool breeze. And 14 days ahead of me.
Happy summer everyone!
By the way, for the readers, I am reading 'extra virgin' and it's a funny and insightful read.