Via Ferrada de la Cala del Moli - Sant Feliu de Guixols

Hello mes amigos,

I'm writing to you from my accommodation in Spain - specifically from Barcelona, after making a stop in Loret de Mar yesterday. Here I am sitting in a nice and somewhat strange hostel about 50 minutes away from the city center of Barcelona by public transport. But I will tell you more about it in the corresponding post.

Now, let's start with my first stop in Spain: Feliu de Guixols and the Via Ferrada de la Cala del Moli. A super cute little town (which was still buzzing) and a slightly quieter but still well-visited via ferrata that runs along the cliffs to the Mediterranean Sea and provides climbers with an incredibly beautiful view. After finding a parking space about 20 minutes away (but free), I walked the last few meters and was grateful for every patch of shade in which I could walk. It was not quite half past ten, but the sun was still scorching. Unfortunately, I didn't take the "don't linger" rule too seriously that day and arrived at the via ferrata later than expected. However, the anticipation of the upcoming adventure motivated me so much that I was willing to endure a sunburn!

After seeing a tour guide 5 minutes before the entrance, who asked me if I had booked a tour, I was briefly confused whether it is common in Spain to book/pay for fees or a tour guide for via ferratas. After researching another via ferrata for today, it seems to be more common in Spain to book a guide for via ferratas. Similar to a mountain guide.

I then smiled and thanked him, saying that I didn't book a tour. So I continued walking down towards the coast and eventually found the entrance to the via ferrata after a short inquiry.

After the first half hour, I was excited to have the via ferrata in front of me and behind me all to myself. But that was over when I turned the corner and found an older group in front of me, not all of whom enjoyed the altitude and activity as much. They climbed out of the via ferrata at the next emergency exit. Unfortunately, the remaining ones were not the fastest, but that means I can show you more photos than I expected.

I think I disturbed the seagull building its nest so much that it sought revenge. Because when I later arrived at the campsite, I noticed that I had some bird droppings on my helmet and on my glasses. Well, they say seagull droppings bring luck, don't they?

But even seagull droppings were worth the view at the end of the via ferrata.

After the 2-hour via ferrata, I quickly went to the campsite in Loret de Mar. I have never been there to party, but based on how the place and its visitors showed themselves to me, I don't really regret not visiting.

At the beach, I tried to find a free spot for my bag among all the crowds of people, and that proved to be quite difficult. When I swam about 40 meters out to sea with my buoy, I was accompanied by a few jellyfish and, above all, by trash. Yes, trash, so much and so unpleasant that I had to fish out plastic particles from my bikini afterwards. Conclusion: Well, you can do it, but you can also leave it. And let's get rid of the trash from our waters! I will take a look in the next few days at what innovative solutions already exist for that. (Besides trying to use as little plastic as possible.)

After being woken up this morning by a crew of young adults, in which the young men complained so much about what is wrong with the girls 'here' and that apparently no lady jumped at their attempts to flirt and came along as an additional companion to the campsite, I was tempted to give an extremely eloquent answer - but due to the early hour (6:30 am), I decided to leave it at that, grinned, and mentally gave a high-five to all the women for making the guys crawl into their tents alone. Really great alarm clock - highly recommended!

Afterwards, I set off for Barcelona (getting lost 3 times in the city), checked in, and went on a shopping tour in Barcelona.

But more about that in the next post.
See you tomorrow,
Your Britta