Que viva Espana

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Portugal will go to Spain across the Meseta, miles and miles of nothing with bulls grazing merrily and posters of wine OSBORNE. A stop in a modern motorway to eat a po 'and taste the beer Aguila very popular in Spain and then.
We arrive in Madrid at around 19 for a so-called "technical stop" in that the residence is true in Lloret. Thus the beautiful capital, we can not see that anything trying to escape capture everything with the eyes, mind and your camera waiting for a return which has not yet been done for the moment ... Madrid is indeed great: we pass from Prado, the park, the beautiful palaces of the Gran Via that face on which we chose to two steps from (the sadly) famous Atocha station large and modern, an arena, stadium Bernabeu which saw the victory in Italy World Cup of 1982. Television in the hotel reminded that globalization is taking place because in the five, the sister of the Spanish Channel 5 broadcast the equivalent of lunch is served. But this is not the time to watch tv! We go out with sunglasses (even though it is now almost 20.30) for a walk around the station. We return late the next day early in the morning pull up to other Lloret.
What say Lloret? One of the pearls of the Costa Brava invaded by tourists Dutch, French and Italian course (meeting a guy who lives near my house !!!), long beaches and hotels with swimming pool and strictly self-service: will parade in front of the flow with the tray to choose what to eat, full of nightclubs.
Our hotel is a little 'outside the country need to take the bus or traipsing down to a long walk to the beach and walking places but it is worth because the area is quiet. In front there is an arena, and unfortunately since the bullfights are held on Thursdays and Sundays, the day after the bull is brought !!!!! Among the excursions of stay in Lloret: Hydrofoil in Tossa de Mar and a morning to shop in Barcelona. Again, the visit is narrow: ramblas, and look at pictures of Gaudi's Sagrada Familia, La Pedrera architect of the extravagant, the monument to Christopher Columbus, the port. On the evening in Lloret p.r. of every nationality and color are selling tickets for the nightclubs. There we go, but we also happened in a small nightclub and scalcagnata with a bartender loquacissimo of Algerian origin. Pity that we stopped a few days but then two years after I came back for luck! The Costa Brava, the council own!