Day 6 Llavorsi – Sort

07/08/10 (373 miles)

“…we decide to join them for a cool beer (me) and an iced lemon (Helen). I prop myself at the bar and self confidently order the drinks without the phrase book, resulting in a lager shandy and a can of fanta!”

Tasty breakfast of leftover baguette and melted chocolate biscuits, with coffee and tea, before packing up and heading off to the Sort campsite. Nice little smooth tarmac road the C13, winding its way alongside the river rapids down to Sort, packed with kayak, canoe and dinghy adrenalin hunters enjoying the morning sun, followed on the road by countless Land rovers and their trailers…looks great fun!

Sort…

We reach the campsite in no time and thankfully, it’s brilliant with a backpacker vibe. We find a cool spot by the river’s edge beside a Dutch couple well away from any buildings or groups. While setting up camp a friendly Spanish family arrive over and offer a HUGE bowl of tuna pasta leftover, as they’re about  to leave. Little things like this can make or break the atmosphere, so this was most welcome. The tuna was shortly wolfed down with the remnants of the previous nights’ red wine…at midday. 🙂

Get the washing up done, walk into town, buy some salad (at last, we’ve been missing our greens), some nice bars (one with a vintage Bultaco in the window) & cafe’s full of diners and drinkers. So we decide to join them for a cool beer (me) and an iced lemon (Helen). I prop myself at the bar and self confidently order the drinks without the phrase book, resulting in a lager shandy and a can of fanta! Good, huh?! Lots of dual sports bikes and a couple of enduro bikes riding by.

We head home and I try to solve the Serow’s electric problems to no avail, which is hard to do without a multimeter. So to help matters, I ride back into town (trying to charge the defunct battery of course, ahem!) buy some beer cans and return to settle down with a bowl of olives, crisps and beer, followed by a swim in the pool at last. Best pamper ourselves while we can aye?! Cook up some lovely chorizo sausages, to accompany the remaining tuna pasta and salad for dinner, washed down with more chilled beers and vino tinto. The sun is shining and Helen finally feels like we’re on holiday now. All good and chilled at last. Round the day off with another walk into town (for beer/wine) admire the narrow cobbled streets, before retiring to the tent (with beer/wine) to read our books. I’m coincidentally reading through Ernesto ‘Che’ Guevara’s Motorcycle Diaries.

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