Although we debated leaving a day early, we decided, in the end, to stay, and I'm glad we did, as peace has been restored today after the noise yesterday. We don't know whether something was said, but today there wasn't a peep out of the house, which is just behind us. We did see the guilty parties, though; a group of youngsters who walked past our house. If they were going to walk to L'Escala, they were brave!
We spent the day packing, getting ready for the journey tomorrow and staying by the pool. It was another scorcher of a day, and I made the most of the pool in the afternoon, relishing the beautiful, clear water and spending as much time as I could immersed up to my ears. It was a real wrench to get out at about 4pm! The Belgian family next door was also quiet, and the four of them were out for most of the day, so that was a bonus!
We showered and got ready to go out in the evening at 6pm. Being inside, we had forgotten how hot it was (as usual), and it was sweat city as soon as we got into the car. I couldn't touch the gear lever as it was burning! We wanted to go to Cal Galan tonight for dinner, but they don't take bookings and you need to go when they open at 7.30pm to get a table.
Sophie suggested parking in the car park we used to use, but when we arrived, I couldn't access the spaces like I used to. I was forced to drive down the road where there was another car park with about eight spaces, and just as we were about to leave, a woman arrived to get into her car and go. Success!
It was a short walk to Ultramar, and Sophie and I ordered Sangria while Keith chose a cider this evening, for a change. When we'd finished our drinks, Sophie and I walked down to the two shops by the sea. My daughter wanted some earrings, and I wanted to look at the prints in the artist's shop (A New Life in the Sun).
Unfortunately, the artist shop was closed, and the jewellery/dress shop was so hot I had to use the fan. The sweat was dripping off me! We had a quick look around, took some photos of the sea and walked back to Ultramar!
Just before 7.30pm, we headed the short distance to Cal Galan, and to my delight, we were seated opposite my favourite photo of the gorgeous man!
Keith asked the staff when the photo was taken, and it was shot in 1958. Even if the man in the photo was in his late 30s (and I think he's older), he would most likely have passed away or be incredibly old! His legacy lives on, though!
We had a delightful meal at Cal Galan, and the wait staff were friendly and hospitable. We ordered bread smeared with tomatoes and covered in ham to start, followed by pork loin for me, fillet steak for Keith, with a mushroom sauce, and cod for Sophie. The food was very good and reasonably priced. No wonder it's so popular! Sophie enjoyed her cod but would have appreciated some spuds!
I ordered a bottle of Rosé, but it wasn't available, so we enjoyed a local white instead, which was delicious.
We managed to find room for puds - crème Catalan for Sophie and me, and an Irish coffee for Keith. It had been a lovely meal, and a fitting end to our time in L'Escala.
We paid the bill (117 euros) and walked slowly back to the car, calling into a Spar on the way to buy beer for Keith for tomorrow night, more coffee, wine and water. On one wall of the Spar was one of the photos we'd seen in the restaurant, taken by a man called Joan Lassus. He must have taken one of the man as well. I can maybe do some research later!
When we got back to the house, it was straight to bed. We were all tired and hot, and had an early start tomorrow!
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