Lloret, Spain. How might I describe thee? A little vacay town on the Coast of Spain (Costa Brava) that Europeans flock to when they need to get away for some sun and coctails.
Imagine Cancun, but with more night clubs. Imagine Cabo, but with more litter. That being said. The beach was absolutely stunning and Caleb and I were so jet lagged that we missed the opportunity to explore some of the more beautiful sites. We were in Lloret for Caleb to speak at TBEX (an international travel blog conference). The conference hosted several events and parties that we attended, but I think my favorite part of Lloret was eating at the local food truck festival and walking along the coast with Leb and snapping photos along the way.
I have never been so jet lagged on a trip to Europe. I think it was a combination of not sleeping much on the plane and then making the rookie mistake of falling asleep when we arrived at the hotel at 5pm local time. I was up all night and then slept until late afternoon the next day. Fail. It therefore took several days for me to feel normal.
The opening party was a ton of fun and the food and culture of Costa Brava was on full display. Wine, cheese, craft beer, Cava, and local delicacies were being handed out to passersby as we mixed and mingled. I particularly enjoyed a lesson hosted by a local chef on how to make the perfect Pa Amb Tomaquet. Toasted bread, garlic, olive oil, and tomatoes? It's like they knew I was coming or something.
We wandered along Lloret del Mar snapping photos and people-watching and then later that evening met up with some of the other attendees at the food trucks. There were few options for a vegetarian, but while Leb munched on delicious pork sammies, I found some chips and guac and a scrumptious dish of potatoes with asparagus and goat cheese, topped with an egg. We sipped on mojitos and vermouth and enjoyed the company of our new friends.