We're now in Benicassim which is not quite Catalonia but Catalan seems to be the predominant language. We were here last year, last year's post has more photos, and liked it so much that we decided to return for a longer stay - about 2 weeks.
Many Thanks to Deb for her 3 comments. I would have loved to have been at that Liverpool game. I bet Mike was floating for days after.
Those Easter processions take place in every Spanish town and many have pointed hats. The different colours in the run-up to Easter represent the different churches in the town. They may all change to white on Easter Day as you suggest but I've usually had my fill of parades before then. Which takes us seamlessly to your chateau comment and in turn reminds me of the famous West Brom tour to China in the early 80's. One of the squad (maybe Cyrille Regis?) was asked why he had not joined the rest of his team mates to visit one of the wonders of the world and replied "seen one wall, you've seen them all!" Some sort of perverse logic there.
Back to Benicassim where the campsite has an indoor and outdoor pool as well as 4 boules rinks, tennis and padel courts. So first two games of tennis this year plus first ever few games of boules thanks to Steve Oz loan.
Looking up the campsite to mountains in the distance which if the weather cools a little we may well climb.
Fantastic beach and fairly empty at this time of year.
Lovely villas from the early twentieth century line the prom. This is one of our favourites but another, slightly larger one, is up for sale for 4.2m euros. We're just 4.1m short of making an offer.
There is a genteel feel to the resort although I'm sure it's all change in July and August with the 4 day music festival (headlined by Kasabian this year) and the hordes of local tourists. Pauline outside an excellent seafood restaurant where we went last year and enjoyed our favourite arroz negro.
There is a good cycle route at the back of our campsite going to the neighbouring resort of Oropesa about 6km away down a disused railway track.
Me emerging from the darkness.
In Oropesa, another small seaside resort, very quiet at this time of year.
And finally, the famous Arroz Negro, admittedly not the most photogenic of foods but utterly unctuous.
And that's all for this week.
Adeu,
J&P
That arroz negro reminds me of when we had the drive tarmacked!
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