Our farewell day was gloriously warm with the sun forcing us to remove the silly winter garments that the Scottish sun would have us wear. Andy and I returned to the wall, intent on catching as much of the sun's rays as possible. Lying along the little walls that they had with the sun beaming down on me just made me smile and remember earlier days of my youth where we would lie lazily on the grass or play in the pools..
Anyway, today we explored some of the pretty gardens along the wall and then momentarily visited New Girona, which I must say wasn't as pretty or impressive. Heading back to the old city we paused for an ice-cream, having checked out at 10am this morning we weren't able to head back to the room for a quick nap like the rest of the population of Girona so we were taking a break. But, these two pigeons were hovering nearby and I tried to shoo them away by shaking my water bottle at them (yes, I am that mature). However, the bottle somehow slipped out of my hand and went careening away and just missed hitting these poor Spaniards who were passing behind us. Try apologising and explaining what happened in Spanish! Thankfully, they were okay with it.
Just before setting off for the bus station, Andy and I headed back to the lioness of Girona for a quick kiss and to say good-bye. Waiting for the bust that would take us to the airport, I thought back on the past three days in the breath taking city. I would miss her, the sun that had shone so cheerfully through the day and the peacefulness that the city filled me with...