|I came here because of the Salvador Dali museum. He converted an old theater when he was still alive in order to have a place in his hometown to show his work. When I got there I didn't have a map to go by so I tried to get some info on where things were. I was pointed in the general direction of the tourist office but overshot the area and walked about 20min. more than I had to. Got pretty sweaty and was glad it wasn't August.
I got to the museum early because my hotel, the Pensionne Isabel II, was about a 1 min. walk away. By the time the place opened there were about 3 groups of school kids crowding the place. Still it a pretty fantastic place. He designed it to be part museum, part funhouse with his paintings and sculptures placed in odd locations-some meant to be viewed through weird lenses and optical effects devices. Hard to explain-trust me-it was strange but great at the same time.
Went to a small supermarket and bought some toothpaste and deodorant and a bag of cookies since I was craving something sweet. Later I went to an internet place and logged about 15 min. before all their machines crashed.
Had a great seafood dish-a sort of paella with mussels, clams, two fillets of something and a couple large crayfish looking things. All in a suace that was great for dipping bread in. I hoped that the fish didn't come back to bite me later that night but all went well and I survived the meal.
I finally got a great big bed and a good sleep. Carmen, who ran the place was very sweet. When I left early in the morning I hadn't yet paid thinking she would be up-she wasn't so I called her name a few times and finally left the money on the nightstand next to the bed. Either she got it or the maid made a killing. Another early walk to the station in the dawn but it wasn't cold so the pack wasn't much of a burden.