Afore I forget. It’s good to note the Sagrada Familia is taking longer than HS2 to complete. Off course, this may prove to be wrong in the future.
Today there was a chance of rain, just a chance. Main rain is forecast for tomorrow. We thought. Had we tuned into the USA State Dept we might not have been so relaxed. Turns out they had issued warnings for Tarragona region: major storm, typhoon level winds, serious flooding predicted. Read on…..videos courtesy of Masood, always working!
It held off as we headed out of Barcelona. Busy Monday Barcelona – we were heading against the traffic: the numerous roundabouts (surely a lesson copied from Milton Keynes and East Kilbride) ensure we engage fully with it. Whilst it’s mainly bike paths, the good designers have ensured they switch from the left to the right to the left side. A skill that crosses international boundaries.
Barcelona extends a long way. It’s some 20miles before things quieten down. Ahead you can see the weather front. Good news thinks I, its ahead of us. To the back of the class. A spit, a spot. Then a bucket full. Then bathfull. It’s like the Morecambe and Wise “Singin’ in the Rain” sketch.
“What’s that noise?” raises a dilema. It’s a manhole cover lifting and dropping. Is it someone trying to get out? Is it the volume of water? The fact they are all doing it is the clue.
So the Heaven’s open, the roads flood. We pedal on – it’s always adds a frisson of adrenalin to ride through puddles you can’t see the bottom of. Follow the person in front sometimes works.
After lunch it settled down enough to dry out. Hose down the bikes and feet. And explore the Roman Town of Tarragona.
Photos more limited today. Barbara’s camera objected fatally to the rain. My memory card lost it’s memory (age related probably).
Tomorrow it promises to be just a wet day.
Travelling reflections 