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Day 29 – Another wander around Girona | Spain

It’s our last day in Girona, so we walked around to say goodbye. If you are ever in Spain, you really really really need to go to Girona.

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Day 29 – Kiss the Butt of the Lion | Girona, Spain

Legend has it that if you kiss the butt of the lion, you will come back to Girona some day.

Marc didn’t want to kiss the butt of the lion. Like, really didn’t want to. He took issue with the fact that all the other tourists were also kissing the butt of the lion with their dirty tourist lips.  Continue reading

Day 28 – Food and wine festival | Girona, Spain

We spent today wandering Girona, looking at the sights, having a siesta…

Around 4 we notice something strange going on in the street below us: the restaurants are bringing their street seating, there are little white tables being set up. I go on a reconnaissance mission (read: I walk downstairs) to see what is up – there is a food and wine festival going on tonight!

€3 sampling plates from the local restaurants and €1 wine. What? Yes, you heard me… €1 wine (and beers!!!).

It’s a Christmas Miracle!

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Day 27 – An early morning walk | Girona, Spain

This morning I woke up super early (read: 7 am) to get a good view of the city before the tourists got up and about. I do love traveling with Marc, but it is nice to have some alone time with the camera once in a while.

My favourite part was stalking – I mean following – I mean… I just happened to be walking behind… this old guy and his bike and we wandered up through the original entrance to the walled city. I don’t know if you have caught on yet, but I continue to be a sucker for an old, old wall.

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Day 26 – I left my heart in Girona | Spain

Girona, so far, is the best city we have been to.

Aside from our spectacular accommodation, the narrow cobbled streets are exactly what the typical North American traveler has in mind when then think of Europe. Outside our door is a 1,000-year-old wall (complete with inset drinking fountain where the old Spanish ladies drink), a sex shop, and a wonderful creperie. What more could you ask for?

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