April laid in bed all day with her robe on. Hahaha. Not really, but close.
Chris got sick during the night. Food poisoning or stomach flu kind of thing. Puking and diarrhea. And to speed things along he decided to chug a glass of warm salt water. That really opened the flood gates. But being the trooper he is he still rode with Em and Sam up Els Angels, the famous Mtn climb just outside of town.
April and I had nothing, absolutely nothing, on our agenda. And we were so happy about it.
First we went out for breakfast. The best bakery in town was just around the corner, we had coffee, fresh squeezed oj, and bread/jam. Then we walked to the map store, but it was closed. Then we walked to the building where they have the market in Girona, but it was closed too. No problemo for us.
We found a flea market and bought a book, "Blue Trout and Black Truffles: The Perigrinations of an Epicure". This copy was from the 1960s, it's about a foodie who travels around Europe in the 1950s and eats. Looks great. Inspiration for the rest of our trip?
Then we went to another bakery, more of a dessert type of place, and April discovered Xuixos. This is like a custard filled donut with sugar sprinkled on top. But the dough is more pastry like than just a regular donut. They're sublime! April buys one, we walk out and eat it. It's so freakin good we go back in and buy another one, plus six for the kids. The lady wraps them carefully, and shows us an article where this baker got written up for his Xuixos. We knew they were good. We go sit in the Placa in the sun. I break into the package and we eat two more, leaving four for the kids, one each, good enough.
Then we hit the room to chill. Later we go out about 2:00 for a light lunch, we both buy a small sandwich and eat it while people watching in the Placa. Back to the rooms for naps.
Then Em and Chris come over and we get the scoop on Chris being sick. He still did the climb and is slowly getting better as the day goes on. Emma loves the Xuixos and eats two of them. Then Emma, Chris and April, still in her robe, all fall asleep in late afternoon. It starts to rain outside. Great napping weather, like Seattle.
Sam and KO stop by and we head out for dinner at about 7:30. We wanted to go to Sam's favorite restaurant, Vintages, but it was totally dark inside. So we wandered around the old city, checked out the church, then as we strolled back at 8:30 it was open. We had a great meal, buratta, pork filled raviolis with a pumpkin sauce, an egg and mushroom dish, rabbit with an orange glaze, a few other things I can't remember. Dessert, wine. Chris was slowly feeling better and picked at a few things.
A curious note, at one point we were laughing and having so much fun that some Spanish lady down the way had to yell at us to keep it down. This was very surprising, most of the places are very animated and loud, but I think she couldn't hear the waitress tell her the specials. Later the waitress implied, with the facial/body gestures they're so good with here, that the lady was a wankster. She sure was.
No gelato after dinner just straight to bed. We had a plan to meet at a train station two stops out of town at 11:00 AM the next morning. See, April and I hate riding in traffic out of town, and in the direction we were headed there were no bike paths. So we take the train for €2 and get out of Girona and start our riding on a beautiful farm road with no one around. It's a great plan if I do say so myself.
Late afternoon nap, Three peas in a pod....
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