The Story of our trip to Spain

The Story of our 2011 trip to Spain, By Coach

Wednesday 27 April 2011

Spain 2011, Day Three

Eggs for breakfast, then after spending most of the morning sat outside the chalet in the sun, we set off for a walk. We turned right out of the site instead of left to Salou and headed along the road towards Cambrils, a long walk but we could always get the bus back. We soon got sick of walking the road, so we made our way to the beach and continued along with a sea view. Several beach bars were setting up but it seemed that none were open.

Eventually, after walking for about two miles and having had too many cups of tea before we set off, some of us needed the toilet. Luckily, about the last of these beach bars before Cambrils was just opening, so we got a seat and a beer each (we also used the toilet). The beers came with a small bowl of pork scratchings, nice if you like them but one, looked like a human ear.

Beach Bar What

Refreshed and relieved we continued on in to Cambrils, across a footbridge over a river, that I had to stop and  take photos of, before we got to the main part of the town.  

Footbridge, Spain Shade in Cambrils

By now it was 14:30 and we were hungry, so we did something we never ever do at home, we went into a McDonald's and we even got a beer in there.  The food is not the best you can get but it filled a hole and went down very well with the beer.   

Beer and Big Mac Mahou, Origonal, Spain

As we sat finishing our beers, Mick noticed the fishing boats coming in and had read about the fish market in Cambrils and wanted to go and have a look.  By now we had already walked four miles and my feet were hurting, so I sat in the sun just inside the port while the others went in to watch the boats unloading.

Cambrils Trailer

After we met back up, we headed into the shopping area of Cambrils for a look around but as usual everywhere was closed. As most places were just opening back up after their siesta, we actually ended up back in McDonald's for another beer and to use their toilets, before finding a bus stop, to get back to Salou.

There were plenty of bus stops for buses going in the wrong direction but none on the side we wanted to go, we had to walk to the edge of the built up area before we found one. As it was still early, we got drooped off at the marina for drinks rather than just going back to the campsite.

I made the evening meal again, chips again but with pork chops this time.

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