Most of the Spain traveling amateurs at large have Madrid, Barcelona, Valencia and top 5 cliche destinations in the itinerary where each minute is soaked in the monumental tourism of visiting the plethora of cathedrals, piazzas, palazzos, and museus. The process of making most of the trip in too little time quickly becomes exhausting. It leaves a feeling of weariness, stress, and aches in toes, defeating the very purpose of vacationing to relax. Although The things that are must do’s should be done for sure, but there should be some part in everyone’s travel course where one should ditch the typical tourist trail to stop, hold, breathe, observe the local life and boast the title of “ the only tourist from my land in a foreign land”. That idea added Cadaques to my cliché itinerary of Spain.
After being done from Madrid, the self-driven road trip started early morning from Barcelona along the coast of Costa Brava past the sunflower laden fields, just as imagined from the movie “Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara. Brief stopovers at the towns of Lloret De Mar and Tossa De Mar en route were absolutely worth it. The road soon transfigured to a treacherous, rugged mountainous terrain winding and dipping wildly with deep gorges on the side.