Last week when we shared the first part of our walk around Delta del Llobregat (not read it yet?, go ahead and jump to the Delta post now and come back later - wink!) we talked about the different trails that you can follow to either trace planes, watch birds or follow the shore. In fact our very first choice was to get to the beach, because it was the most remote, to then go back to the rest of the trails which were nearer to the ending point next to the bus stop.
My mom was thrilled to see the sea so she had to peek it from the fence.
We discovered that the beach is a virgin place and it is forbidden to walk in the sand, instead they have set up a wooden skywalk that allows visitors to be there without ruining the landscape. The walkway was built around what once was the traffic light home that hosted an optical telegraph to help with the communication of the ships along the shore.
When we caught the first glimpse of the house I immediately said out loud: that looks like Norman Bates Beach House. There was something about seeing it from afar, the surroundings, its (little) creepiness and the large boardwalk to get to the entrance that somehow I thought fitted perfectly with the infamous movie character. Of course, short after I said that, I realized that maybe it was not the best thought for three lonely hikers...well, I know it's not that big deal, but I couldn't help it, I was a little too nervous while approaching the entrance...
Here it is, Norman's beach home!
"Hey guys, don't leave me all alone!" I definitely did not want to go in there by myself.
Confession time: although I am quite a scaredy cat with some horror movies (and the tunnel of terror attraction is a place I could never trespass), Psycho was our second date after my request. The first time we went on a date ever, Dani was the one asking and selecting the movie, which by the way was Moulin Rouge (boy knows how to please a musical addict girl), but a week after that we both wanted to see each other again, and I proposed to go to a re-run of Psycho on the big screen. I love Hitchcock's movies but the real reason was that I couldn't believe Dani (a confessed movie enthusiast) had not seen any of his masterpieces: not right!, right? A few years later, on one of those couple conversations, I discovered he thought that it had been a rather odd choice for a second date but that at the same time he became intrigued to know more of a girl whom was so excited for a 60s horror movie (ah!).
Do you also make odd choices for your dates? Which was your first (and second) date with your plus one?
