So! Girona... where to begin? Firstly, let's not confuse it with Verona in Italy, the setting of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, which both my mother and my boyfriend managed to do. It's about a thousand kilometres South-East of there and sits between Barcelona and the Pyrenees, as well as being the last "real" city in Spain before you reach Perpignan in France. We had an extremely early start (6.45am on a Sunday! Jesus, Mary and Joseph Christ) due to having to meet the rest of the group, which included around 70 of us in total, in the middle of Barcelona at 10am. For a brief minute, wrapped in my warm duvet like (to quote Homer J. Simpson) a toasty cinnamon bun, I considered wasting the 28€ in favour of a few more hours sleep. Then I thought: "Don't be stupid, that's a week's worth of shopping and at least three glasses of wine, at least go and see somewhere you've never been!" Surprisingly, we were amongst the first few there.
The journey took a couple of hours (or maybe an hour and a half, I'm not sure because I kept dozing off and waking up to different but all equally as shite Spanish pop songs) and when we arrived there we were all in various stages of hunger, needing the loo and frostbite because none of us had anticipated how much colder it would get just a couple of hundred kilometres North. Our tour guide gave us a brief introduction to the city of Girona, so that we could all tend to our individual instinctual needs, but I was near the back of the group and only heard something about a Lord called "Fellatio" and something about a church of "St. Penis?" Which later turned out to be something completely different to what my (apparently very dirty for a Sunday) mind thought.
He also informed us that once upon a time it was considered good luck to touch the bum of the lion statue as you enter Girona, but now (thanks to the flamboyant and romantic French) the tradition is to kiss the little stone lion on the buttocks. I, however, was bursting for a wee and missed the opportunity to do so (and possibly contract herpes or mono). Here are a few photographs from our exploration:
Overall, I really enjoyed Girona and would love to go back one day when it's a bit sunnier to see it looking more like the Emerald City than a moss-covered rock (although moss-covered rocks are beautiful, too).
Next stop, the Dalí museum...