Fed Up Big Time

A good breakfast with homemade bread, served by a charming young woman who spoke English was a good start to the day and the sun was shining. things are looking up. Went to l'Estartit, had a good walk and a hot chocolate before setting off in search of a well quoted restaurant in an old mill. So, good food and character ... yes! Fingers crosed and yesterday will be just a memory. should have known better. For some reason, the map of Spain had disappeared from the Tomtom so several wrong turns later, we eventually found it in the middle of nowhere and ...... it was closed for the holidays. How unfair is that? We took a deep breath and determined to have a good meal in pleasant surroundings we headed off country to a restaurant that Michel and Sylvie had recommended and if by by chance, it was closed there was the golf course close by with it's 4* hotel so surely all would be well. But, oh no. the restaurant was only open at weekends and the view overlooking the golf course and the Pyrenees didn't make up for the lack luster lunch that we ate in slendid isolation. Came home via Joséphine's where a cuppa revived the spirits and yes, tomorrow is another day.