Spain pt.3

Here's the final part of my Spanish odyssey. From Zaragoza we went back north to SanSebastian via Pamplona.  Then a long drive south east through stunning scenery.  We stopped half way in Huesca before pushing on towards the coast.

Sitges is a very pleasant town on the Med where the guys wear tighter shorts than the girls. It's a resort town but once again we were unimpressed by Spanish campsites- this one was right next to the main road.

Next morning we took the coastal road north to Barcelona where a friend had arranged a nice room in a hostel for us.  After 2 weeks in tents we were happy to lie in beds again!  We spent a couple of days in the city taking in the Parc Guell, Picasso Museum, the Sagrada Familia and the Fondacion Joan Miro.

In the evenings we dined in the lively Born district close to the gothic quarter-fantastic tapas!

Leaving Barcelona proved tricky without sat nav-we spent an hour going up and down the wrong highway twice before finding the right route north.  We were looking to make Figueres our next stop-Salvador Dali country!

Dali was born in Figueres later settling in Port Lligat on the north east coast close to Cadaques.  We toured the suitably bizarre & surreal egg-turreted museum in Figueres.  This place is astounding- packed with Dali's art & possessions.

Cadaques & Port Lligat are quite secluded-a winding drive from Figueres up over the mountain down to the coast.  Port Ligat is still unspoilt -its shallow harbour occupied only by fishing boats. The natural bay recognizable from the landscapes in Dali's paintings.

He lived here in a huge white villa adorned with giant eggs like the museum in Figueres.

After over 2 weeks on the road & camping we were ready to head home.  We crossed the border at Perpignan and burned through France via Carcassone, Orleans, Fontainebleau and Paris. In the French capital we caught up with Bibo and crew who are continuing work on 'A Monster In Paris' -the film I worked on between 2006 and 2008.

Next day re-energized we completed the last leg of the trip back to Calais then London.  After 3 weeks, over a dozen different camp-sites, several world-class museums & countless warm cans of beer I had accomplised my Quixotic goal -to see Picasso's Guernica.  Along the way we made some new friends, caiught up with old ones and took in more amazing scenery than I can remember.  We drove thousands of kilometres yet only covered the top right-hand quarter of the country.  Some day I'll return to see the rest . . .




You can read part 1 here and part 2 here. My map 'journal' of the entire trip is here.