The Wet Bean and Cheese Part II: Lloret de Mar

Spain Day 8:

Weekend Jaunt down to Lloret

October 4-6

I decided that I may as well start exploring the surrounding area since most of the other coastal towns are so close and its only two euro for a train ticket. The first week of work was pretty draining and shaking off the jetlag plus the added frustrations of a language barrier called for an early vacation. I heard from a coworker that Lloret was like a little Las Vegas so I figured I couldn't go wrong there. Though I did find that really you can go wrong anywhere, it's up to you to make the most of it. Come last Friday I packed a bag and set off. After a quick stop in Blanes I was on my way to Lloret. I'm also glad I made the trip because it gave me time to start figuring out how the bus system works and how to look for street signs.

Cool statue near the beach

Another good thing that I learned is that you should always, always...always research the hotel you are going to be staying at. Google maps, apple maps, yahoo maps, plain maps and all the other maps out there. I say this not because my hotel was unpleasant but it was at the top of a fairly large hill. I didn't plan on going for a hike every time I wanted to leave and return to the room. Luckily it wasn't a big deal but next time I'll pay the extra money for a hotel near the beach.

Early in the nigh on Friday there was perhaps the loudest thunder storm I've ever been around and I though the sky would fall before I could go out. Luckily the downpour let up around 10 so four long hours before I was even thinking of leaving. I went to Club Tropics because I had heard such a big fuss about how cool it is but like I said before you can go wrong anywhere, especially in October at the end of the party season. First of all I dunno how or why people in Europe think staying up until six or seven partying is practical in the least. I was only out till 4ish but I think I keep a cap on the number of 6am treks to the hotel. Still adapting to life here. The club was cool enough but the crowd was either really young or strange or creepily old. I saw some things that I wish I could unsee. And one final point about partying, I hope that one day cover charge equality will come to pass in the world. It's a silly point but I spent 30 euro getting into this place and that's not cool. I guess I can't complain because Vegas is worse but alas us guys will pay it.

The Beachscape in Lloret

The next day, after the big storm, was beautiful. The clouds parted and I woke to a dream like vision of rays of light entering the room. Now I know why people can so easily up and move to places like this. I'll take that wake up call any day. The whole day Saturday I spent relaxing on the beach and walking around exploring the town. There are shops for days and the surrounding area is really cool. The second night I was there I said nay to the prospect of another high cover club letdown so I chilled out and watched the Man U game them went to bed. I got up early and decided to see the crazily late sunrise, 7:50 AM, then catch a bus back home. The sunrise was well worth getting up early and plus it was FREE! In a battle of a 30 euro cover and a gorgeous free sunrise, I'll take the sunrise every time. It was a successful morning and it was cool being awake when the city was sleeping. I got to use my DSLR for the first time extensively as well and I couldn't have asked for a better sight.