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One month later and I’m still on the phone with insurance. As I alluded to in previous posts, my sojourns in Spain were distrusted by a bit of an automobile accident. My rental was wrecked by a semi-truck just outside of Barcelona at the start of what was to be a four-day road-trip through the Costa Brava region. While no one was hurt, we had to alter our plans, opting to explore a smaller section of the region by public transportation instead.
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While initially a bummer — we had quite a packed itinerary of things to see which were only accessible by car — the whole incident turned out to be a blessing in disguise. We had been operating on a high gear from the moment we set foot in Spain with not much time to rest and reflect.
Arriving at Calella de Palafrugell, a former fishing village about two hours north of Barcelona, we had no choice but to do just that. The scenery — crisp white painted fishermen’s houses, sharp rocks peaking out from glimmering turquoise waters, a prism of parasols dotting pebbly beaches — served as a big STOP sign for us. Chill, babies. Go for a swim. Read Asterix & Obelix on your beach towel with a jamón sandwich at your side. This is what most of the world wants when they’re on holiday — why do you have to be different?
The photos below were shot on my Olympus XA 35mm camera on either expired Fuji 200, expired Kodak 200, or fresh Portra 400 film stock. They show various scenes of this beach reprieve as well as the nearby cities of Tarragona and Girona. My suggestion is to put on some relaxing ocean waves sounds on YouTube and dive in.