Eurotrek 2006 – Wrap

It’s a wrap. Got back yesterday to SFO about 12:30 a.m. Home by about 2 a.m. We had been informed by phone and email that it was 100 deg. F in our condo. I’d left the A/C on, set to 82, so that means my intermittent A/C issues aren’t resolved in spite of several things I’ve done.

Dave, my super-brother, was good enough to head over to the condo about 6 p.m. to follow a couple of simple trouble-shooting steps and he got the A/C going. Later that night he drove the 50 miles up to SFO to pick us up and get us back home. By that time, six or seven hours later, it was down to 80. Combined with the fan, good enough for sleeping.

Ironically, we’d had lots of A/C issues along the way in Europe. More on that later.

Alright, the plan is that I want to spend some time filling in the blanks for the trip, offering up some commentary on Europe — the culture and the politics — and upload and annotate all the photos. This is a fair-size project and the deal I’ve made with myself is to abstain from political blogging until it’s done. It’s worth doing, I think, so I’m doing it.

In the meantime, here’s an email I wrote this morning at around 4:30 a.m. (still getting the internal clock adjusted) to a friend of mine in the Canary Islands who’s headed over to Barcelona and Andorra in the next few days.


OK, here’s the deal, if you haven’t left yet.

As you know, we came over the mountains from France, through Andorra. The ski resort at the very top was quite something. We only drove through, stopping now and then for photos, but here are the few things I remarked the most:

1. Once you cross over the mountain, it is virtually one gigantic city from top to bottom.

2. Tons and tons of hotels, restaurants, shopping.

3. Tons and tons of construction cranes. I have never seen so many cranes is such a concentrated place.

Regarding the cranes, I noticed a ton of them in Spain, too. Lots of the construction sites seemed inactive, i.e., construction that had stopped in mid-span; or they do it like in Greece: get started, run out of money, save money, continue, run out of money, and so on.

OK, we pretty much drove straight through from Andorra to Barcelona and I really saw nothing that motivated me to stop. Then again, I just wanted to get to Barcelona and get a hotel. So, we get there and I took a route that brought me in to the very northern edge. I wanted to get to water, figuring that if we hugged the coast, we’d find someplace we wanted to stay. But this was a very industrial, very dismal area. It was hot; late afternoon. We found the water and started tracking south. Just as we got to that big building that’s kind of a large phallic symbol, we gave up, and headed north along the coast.

Went pretty far with it being industrial. Finally, at Mataro, hotels and restaurants started popping up and we got the first thing, as it was getting late. As usual, they had one expensive room left 🙂 (a consistent theme).

The next morning we drove the auto-route into Barcelona and discovered we’d given up just before getting to the nice areas (like: less than a kilometer). So, we had lunch and sangria in Las Ramblas and such (obligatory, I suppose) and visited the amazing Sagrada Familia, which you must see. Then we auto-routed it back NE to Mateo and hopped back down to the coastal road. Costa Brava. Loved every inch of it. Do yourself a favor, and if you haven’t downloaded Google Earth, yet, do so and scan that coastline.

In fact, that, and Cinque Terre in Italy, were the absolute highlights of the trip. In fact, I’ve actually begun research into eventually either buying or building a villa in one of the two places, but I’m a bit partial to Costa Brava. I found that I just loved the fun-loving culture there. Even in the height of tourism (mostly Spanish tourists), they find a way to make it seem like not a big, hurried, jam-packed mess.

It was just on the northern edge of Sant Feliu de Guixols that we just happened to see a road going down from the main road to the beach and it had a couple of hotel signs. What the hell. The fist one had no rooms, then, the second: one (expensive) room left. We were in Sant Pol, we stayed two days, and it’s really the highlight of the trip. There are 5 or 6 good restaurants, and you don’t go eat ’til about 10 pm, and the band on the beach then starts at about 11:30 (people are still going into the restaurants up to midnight). Very energetic and fun. It’s families with children eating and dancing on the beach ’til very wee hours. Very uplifting. Lovely, in every respect.

After the two days there, we headed NE and stopped that night in Cadaques. By now it’s getting more desert-coastal. Beautiful, and particularly so because you can see more. Cadaques was wonderful. It’s one of those tiny little crescent-shaped ports with hotels and restaurants. It was lively, but not near overly so. Just the right amount so it feels festive without feeling like an assault.

As you go further northeast, the more touristy it gets, by which I mean not the Spanish themselves, but other Europeans, particularly French.

By the way, if you ever get over to Italy, get over to Cinque Terre. We stayed three nights in a wonderful hotel in Monterosso. Hotel 5 Terre, I believe. The proprietor and part-owner has been there 35 years and made our stay absolutely unforgettable. This was three days of mostly laying in the sun — though I did have to spend one late afternoon in the Internet café rolling some of my positions in the face of options expiration week.

Anyway, have a great trip and let me know how it went.


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  1. MsFreud on July 27, 2006 at 00:07

    I don;t know aout Spain, but I know here in Germany… they will stop mid-project for a lot of things- (like a killer heat wave)- too much snow, too much rain… And they have many many holidays. Or they are also known for starting without having all the ducks in a row, and have to wait for part 2 or 3 to come through so they can keep going.
    I hope you loved Europe.

  2. Neal on July 27, 2006 at 06:04

    I got robbed while in Cinque Terre, so that has somewhat negatively impacted my opinion of it. That said, next time you're in Italy you should go to the Amalfi Coast as everyone on my post-college Euro-trip liked it better than Cinque Terra. It's the same motif, but it's where the Italians vacation (per my Italian aunt) whereas CT is now a U.S. tourist hotspot. There's nothing necessarily wrong with that, but I'd rather go on vacation and be surrounded by non-tourists.

  3. Jonathan Garro on July 27, 2006 at 02:39

    I just spent a semester living in Europe, and I have to agree with you about Cinque Terre. Its incredible. I didnt take notice of the same things you did in Spain…I was fascinated by the popularity of mullets. I guess they didnt get the memo about how ugly they are…

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