I spent the day on the beach of Tossa de Mar unable to even walk through the bundles of bodies lying on the rocky sand. The beach and the water was so crowded, our group could hardly find a spot to lay our towels out. The course sand was hard to walk on and felt like knives cutting the bottom of my feet. Lying out on my towel, however, was nice, feeling the hot sun. On the beach I was surrounded by people: topless women, men in Speedos, and tons of kids running around, many of the little ones naked.
After a while, I went into the water, slowly at first, feeling the sting of cold take over my feet with each wave. Then I just let it all go and jumped in, head first. The energy of the waves pushing against my body felt incredible. When I came up, I realized how salty the water was; it had gotten into my mouth, nose, and eyes. While the super salty water made it easy to float, it also made it hard to stay in the water for very long.
We spent hours on the beach and then went back to our hotel to rest, eat, and plan for the night ahead. Later a small group and I went out to a local bar called Don Juan and had a good time talking and drinking Sangria. Afterward, we went to the beach to lay under the stars.
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