Spain

Nandalot

I went in the mid sixties as a teenager with my older brother and his wife. We reached the Costa Brava and stayed in a youth hostel in one of the towns that have become a big resort now. It was not touristy, indeed the main street was just a dirt track and one day when we had rain it became a river with water pouring down it.
As an aside, we travelled there by bubble car, one of those with a front that lifted up and became the door. I don’t know how we did it. The three of us sat along the front bench seat and our small amount of luggage went in the back sort of cubby hole. It was painted yellow and all through France people waved at us! An exciting moment came on our return journey when one of the three wheels fell off! However, it was sorted and we returned home in it.
A further aside is that I was thrilled when John Peel read out this story on his Home Truths programme about strange journeys. It was one of his last.

That sounds an amazing journey Nandalot.. I wish we still had John Peels' Home Truths programme..he had some fascinating stories

This is an old thread but I missed it first time round. OP didn't say where she was, Galicia. Mediterranean or Barcelona/Valencia.

I au-paired in Madrid in 1974/75. Our cook served paella, particularly if we had guests, and Philippine dishes were also often on the menu.

A trip on the Metro cost 5 ptas and you could get churros and slices of tortilla from stands on the street for a similar small sum.

I made a point of going to the Prado once a week but I never could summon up any enthusiasm for art. I thought if I saw enough of it I would grow to like it. I only remember the black pictures that Goya painted when he was going mad.

Franco was still in charge and at the end of TV programmes in the evening they showed a picture of him and played the national anthem.

The Portuguese revolution happened while I was there. It was shown on television without subtitles or translation - the Spaniards were expected to understand Portuguese.

I wonder if the caves were the Caves of Drach which we visited some years ago.
There was an orchestra who sailed in on boats and gave a brief concert.
It was quite an experience then.