St. Tropez to El Port de la Selva

When I left St. Tropez I thought I would just drive a little and spend another night in France. But, as I drove (thought the rain again), getting to spain sounded a lot better. I would actually be able to talk to people. Since that would be a rather long drive, I took the freeway. Crossing into Spain sure felt good. It was almost like getting home.

At Figueres I turned off and when I stopped to pay the toll I asked them which was the road to P. de la Selva. I could actually talk to them, and understand what they said. He told me the way and asked me how many horsepower my motorcycle had. The first time anyone had actually talked to me at a toll plaza.

From there I took some backroads, through the rain, to P. de la selva. The campgounds here are closing for the winter, but there was one that was still open right on the water. I set up camp and went into town for dinner. This is a little fishing town, so for dinner I had a fantastic grilled fish. It was great. The rain had stopped so I went back and sat on the beach smoking a cigar. In spite of the rain the weather is good. The temperature is around 25 degrees so it is pretty comfortable.