Yesterday we left Peniscola and headed north to Cambrils on the N-340 stopping off for lunch at a spot overlooking the sea at Sant Jordi d’Alfma, a rocky headland on one side, a fort and a sandy beach on the other side.
We arrived at Camping Joan in Cambrils in the afternoon and pitched up next to Marc and Penny who had arrived before us. We all walked along the promenade a distance of about 2 miles into Cambrils and stopped for a beer before walking back. The weather has turned and it was a bit chilly and windy but nonetheless, we sent Tony outside in the evening to BBQ.
Today we cycled into Cambrils along the designated cycle track that takes you as far as Salou and Marc and Penny took us to one of their favourite local restaurants in Cambrils, Ramon’s, opposite the train station. They had warned us that it was very basic and inexpensive but really good food and that they usually just pointed to whatever anyone else was having as there was no English spoken.
We arrived a little bit early and sat down, ordered a beer each and waited for the waiter, who came with his pad and pen and reeled off in Spanish the menu, which none of us understood and as we had arrived early could not see any of the dishes being served up in order to point to whatever took our fancy. The waiter asked us if we spoke French to which we replied “a little” so he continued to tell us the choices in French, about 4 starters and 4 mains and all I understood was crudités and possibly a lentil soup for a starter, and a choice of steak, some sort of meat on the bone (he kept pointing to his elbow!) and calamaris. So we all ordered crudités, Marc, Penny and I ordered the calamaris and I thought Tony had ordered the steak?
We were all served with a fresh green salad and some bread and a bottle of white wine whilst waiting for our orders. The crudités arrived and were as expected, a selection of Spanish meats and cheese.
When our mains arrived, the calamaris were actually a whole squid, that looked delicious and Tony ended up with the meat on the bone that we decided was pork. I don’t know what happened to the steak? The food was delicious and very authentic Spanish, which was great. We had to go through the whole dilemma again when we were asked what we would like for dessert. Marc ended up with the apple pie, Penny and Tony the Lemon creamy thing and I had ice-cream. Thank you to Marc and Penny for treating us too!
We were totally stuffed after all that and had to burn some of it off by continuing along the cycle path to Salou. However, we were cycling into a very strong headwind and turned back before we reached Salou but the return journey was a breeze with the wind behind us and we managed 10 miles in total so not bad going on a full stomach!
I really must learn more Spanish other than uno vino blanco por favor!