We arrived in Girona and bought 1L of icecream to share. Piggy hey? But we had just done 90km thank you very much. some of it difficult off road. Usually Byrdie sits down right outside the supermarket almost to eat the latest goodies, so I was suprised when she said "let's find somewhere nice". So we found a seat by the river which runs right through Girona. Then it was "let's find the tourism office before it closes... oh that's right the book said it closes in 2 hours but let's find it anyway". Icecream goes unopened on back of bike and off to the tourist office. Camping is closed. Closest camping is 20km away...
There is a youth hostel though. "let's find the hostel and check in". I reminded Byrdie that ice cream does melt... "but what if in the next 10 minutes someone books in the last available beds?". so off to the hostel. beds available. ate soft icecream at desk in hostel room. not exactly "somewhere nice". was good icecream.
What a luxury staying in a hostel. The last time I slept in a bed was in Siena; we had been camping ever since! despite all the rain...
Girona was fun town. Medievel mishmashed with newer buildings. lovely gardens. old buildings perched right on rivers edge...
There is a youth hostel though. "let's find the hostel and check in". I reminded Byrdie that ice cream does melt... "but what if in the next 10 minutes someone books in the last available beds?". so off to the hostel. beds available. ate soft icecream at desk in hostel room. not exactly "somewhere nice". was good icecream.
What a luxury staying in a hostel. The last time I slept in a bed was in Siena; we had been camping ever since! despite all the rain...
Girona was fun town. Medievel mishmashed with newer buildings. lovely gardens. old buildings perched right on rivers edge...
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