Wallking around town
PHOTOS FROM OUR STAY IN TOSSA........
We had to park our Citroen C3 about 10 blocks away from the hotel in a newer residential section. Tossa has maintained its Spanish identity by allowing no Hiltons, no MacDonald’s, no corporate chain operations in the inner town. We loved roaming through the small shops and eating/drinking in the outdoor sidewalk cafes. Orange and black dominate clothing colors for the locals.
We walked around the old walled ruins of the original city, climbed on cliff paths overlooking the beaches, and swam at the topless beach. Prices were reasonable, and the local wines were a pleasure to drink. We found having a ½ litre with lunch and full litre with dinner just perfect for us. There are lots of artesian pizza places, tapas cafes and gift shops. Why are the 10-inch pizzas throughout Europe so much better than any pizza in the States? After dinner, we learned to drink a ‘cortal’ – espresso with cream. We ate some wonderful tapas for light breaks, such as anchovies over green tomatoes. We were served a bowl of olives at one place and Joan, being a lover of olives, stated these were probably the best olives she has ever tasted.
We didn’t encounter any Americans in Tossa, which added to uniqueness. We were asked if we were Germans or New Zealanders.