Bush, bats, fish and campfires!

The next day we awoke on the beach with people building sandcastles and swimming in the Mediterranean. We slowly got sorted and headed for food. After a baguette, Carmen got on the bus and headed back to Barcelona as she was catching a flight to Madrid the next day. Shawn and I picked some mountains in the distance and started walking towards them. After a couple of hours of walking out of Salou and into Cambrils along the highway, we found a neat little national park in which we set up camp. With ample shelter, great sights and it only being 20 minutes from the coast we had found gold. We made a fire and cooked some pasta and chick peas and then headed to the beach to watch the sun set on the horizon. What we found was a deserted beach with a great fishing spot, so instead of returning to camp for the night we slept on the beach in silence. On waking, learning some spanish over an espresso, Shawn headed into town and I went fishing. I caught a fish that I think is called a bream and I gutted it, returned to camp and wrapped it in tinfoil after stuffing it with lemon in hopes that it would marinate. We chucked it on the fire and it turned out to be the best fish that I have had in three years. We settled down for the night and watched the bats dance in the sky whilst avoiding being caught by eagles before falling asleep.