Beside the seaside

After last night’s storm, it was a bright sunny morning. This could be our one chance to make it to the beach! So we drove down to Sa Tuna (blip) and from there walked over the headland to Aiguafreda. Pleased to discover an open beach bar there, we had a drink while watching a couple of guys making a bit of a meal of getting a boat up the slipway and onto a trailer. It involved a lot of leading the boat around like a dog on a lead.

But then the menacing clouds started rolling in and we thought we’d better beat it back to Sa Tuna. Perfect timing — we arrived just as the first drops fell. Back in Begur it was sunny again though. There was quite a lot of pressure on parking spaces — when we left, someone immediately slotted into our vacant space. Amazingly, when we returned the car park was full, but just as we drove into the entrance, the guy who’d taken our space was reversing out of it. So we slid smoothly back in, watched by two other frustrated French drivers.

Our plan was to go to the permanent exhibition about Begur’s casas indianas before lunch, but as with so many things in Begur, it wasn’t open when it was supposed to be. We wandered round looking at the houses anyway.

Combined anniversary/S birthday lunch was booked at El Diferent, recommended by the hotel receptionist. It more than made up for yesterday’s rather minimal lunch. They have an expensive tasting menu, but we went for the standard menu del día — three courses with numerous choices for 27 euros. We each chose different things and S told the waiter we would share all of them. He totally got it, so we effectively had a six-course meal. He brought each dish individually, in a sensible order, with two plates so that we could serve ourselves. So we had gazpacho with strawberries in it, then leeks served French-style, fish, meat, cheesecake and tarte tatin. It was all delicious, very classic flavour combinations, beautifully presented and perfect of their type. It kept us happily occupied for a couple of hours.

A siesta was needed afterwards. Then I’d have liked a dip in the hotel pool, but the weather really wasn’t warm enough. So we went for a short walk instead, and then back to the hotel to finish the lunchtime bottle of wine. Extra: a spur of the moment photo of the rising moon from our balcony.