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19th June 2012- Left Barcelona and took the train to Portbou which is the Northern most city in Spain. A cute little town with a small harbour and beach front. The beach had no sand but was filled with the most perfect skipping rocks I've ever seen. You could skip any rock and I spent a but of time doing so. I ended up camping with a couple of young German girls. They were very nice and offered to share some food they picked out of the trash. My stomach was already a little off so I declined but was amazed at what people throw away. There was an entire chicken breast, calamari and fried potatoes. They ate pretty good if you like your food cold.
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This is the small Portbou Harbour.
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Near the little white house on the beach is where I camped for the night.