Friday, 28 March 2008
waterways of Empuriabrava
The cold winds carry us further southbound. We want to enter Spain today. Past the border we can tell a difference to France. Anything appears a bit more chaotic. Must be the southern temper. We are in Catalania, which means anything is different to the rest of Spain. And the natives insist on that! Also, they have their own language - Catalá. It is similar to the language of the Provence. Since 1979 it is an official language beside Spanish.
Our destination is the beach between Roses and Empuriabrava, we remember of last year. In the afternoon we take a walk in Empuriabrava. The town houses and waterways are as fascinating as ever. But downtown is less charming, just concrete. However, all that Herbert is interested in is the boats anyway. One fine day we will own a boat ourselves, no matter if Annette disapproves.
the future owner
