Our Last Weekend in Spain

June 17, 2008 at 3:45 pm 1 comment

This past weekend was our final weekend for this visit. We were invited to a party by Pau and Mireia in Lloret on the Costa Brava. Alex wanted to visit Tossa de Mar, a town just up from Lloret so we boarded a bus in Barcelona and headed out at 8:15 AM. Tossa has a Vila Vella (old town) enclosed by walls dating back to the 12th century.

We climbed up the road towards the old town and saw the old towers and cannons that once protected the town.

The path climbs between the rocks and eventually leads up to a lighthouse on the top of the hill. It’s quite a steep climb and some chose a little train that takes tourists around the town.

The view was quite amazing and looking out over the Mediterranean gave us quite the thrill. I wonder if these guns had ever been used in earnest…

Climbing up to the lighthouse we discovered a quiet little cove where bathers were soaking up the sun. The water is crystal clear and looked really inviting.

Turning the other way gave us a view of Tossa’s beach and the coastline further up.

We wandered through the old town and found that soem of the inhabitant’s loved roses. Actually, all the inhabitants had flowers and plants all around there homes. It must be quite the thrill to live in a place like this.

More roses………………………

Our original plan had been to return to Lloret by bus in the late afternoon. After wandering around and seeing what everything we wanted to see we found we had lots of time to kill. Alex had mentioned there was a GR trail from Tossa to Lloret so we went to the information centre to enquire about it. It didn’t take much thought on our part and we decided to walk to Lloret. The trail was GR 92, section 11 and signs like the one below indicated the trail

Actually, there were only a few signs on the way and the major route indicator was the red and white band that really showed us we were on the right path. When a crossroad came up , there was a red and white band with an X going through them to tell us that was NOT the way to go.

We left the information centre and started walking UP and UP and UP. The trail for us started at Torre dels Moros (Moorish Tower)

and climber up even further. It was quite wide and not difficult to walk on as it wandered through the forest of cork trees. This part of the trail led inwards and was easy to follow.

Part of the trail was on the highway, around 2.2 kms, and at this point we almost got lost trying to find the trail again. We walked down a suburb like place and finally found the trail marker. At this point, the trail turned back to the sea.

Once we reached the sea we stopped to eat at Cala Canyelles and this ship sailed past. The roads down to here really played havoc with my knee and I was glad to rest it for a bit. I can climb for hours without any problems but going down is really tough on me.

When we started up again, we climbed stairs and once high enough we had this view of the beach we rested at.

We continued walking through the streets, following the magic markers but we missed a crossed one and ended up on a dead end. The directions spoke of steps and there were steps leading down from the dead end. Down we went and when we got to the bottom we realized this could not be the trail. We both looked up the steps we had come down and I laughed. At least I am going up again. On the way back up we met a German couple coming down. I asked if they were following the GR 92 and when they said yes, I told them it was the wrong way. We walked back up with them and chatted while looking for the proper route. Alex found the trail marker and off we went again accompanied by our new friends. He spoke quite a few languages and was very friendly. We eventually got to the final trail and headed down toward the sea.

Many people found peaceful areas to soak up the rays and the coast was very picturesque.

The trail hugged the cliffs and gave us spectacular views of the rock and water

Most of the cactii growing out of the rock were in bloom and in some places the smell of nectar was quite strong.

We finally reached the last bend in the path and the tunnel that leads to our destination. We had a lot of steps to descend and I must admit my knee was giving me a problem but we entered the tunnel and

were greeted by the beach at Lloret. After 3.5 hours of walking up trails and walking down trails we finally reached our destination. Now all we had to do was walk to the end of this beach and meet our friends in a restaurant for a much deserved clara. My next post will tell you of the rest of our weekend.

Entry filed under: Alan's Blog.

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  • 1. Tossa-Lloret « building bridges  |  June 17, 2008 at 4:17 pm

    […] Tossa-Lloret Published June 17, 2008 Barcelona , Beach , Food , Spanish towns , Travel Tags: Tossa de Mar We had quite the eventful weekend. We gad been invited to a party on Saturday evening at Lloret de Mar, a town about one hour north of Barcelona, at the Costa Brava. While I was checking out the schedule for the bus to Lloret, I realized that 20 mins after Lloret was the town of Tossa de Mar, a place I had heard much about and which I had always wanted to visit. So I convinced Alan that we should leave Barcelona early in the morning, visit Tossa and then go back to Lloret to meet our friends later. He promptly agreed and you can read the rest of the story on his blog. […]


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