The journey of about 130 miles across the northern part of Spain took us most of the morning and we got ourselves a bit lost round Tarragona; the signs to the north just kept disappearing. We both said we’d like to come back and have a look at the city when we had time. The scenery was staggering at times, and we crossed over the mountains inland from the coast, using some fairly scary roads with long drops over the edges. Tina didn’t enjoy it much.
We found the campsite we’d selected from the ACSI guide - Playa de Bara - and thank God, it was beautiful. Palm trees, lots of other people, swimming pools, restaurant, launderette, shops etc. and it was BIG. We decided we’d stay for a few days or maybe longer depending on what it was like. Having checked in, we had to go and find a pitch. On such a huge site, we got lost a couple of times, and at one point we got stuck up a dead end with everyone watching us have to reverse up a very narrow alley.
|Roadway on the Playa de Bara campsite|