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June 10, 2012
But it does grow on me, that place, that landscape of salty marshes and estuaries, separated from the open sea by the white-and-green massif of La Clape hills, all framed in the distance by the blue sentries of the Pyrenees. After the gorgeous greenery of Catalania, and in the colour-sapping light of dusk the scenery seemed dull when we first arrived. But now I can't get enough of the pastel sky and sand, of the irridescent blues and greens of the shutters and wrought-iron balustrades, contrasting with the earthy browns and greys of the town houses.