3rd September

Yesterday was Arthur's first birthday. He ate 18 chips for lunch. We continue to head north. We skirted the shallow and swampy Ebro delta, continued past the nuclear power station and arrived in Hopitalet de L'infant. On the way we saw birds eating fish, fish jumping out of the water, people fishing from big boats and small boats. The marina is a medium size but with few boats as big as ours. We were accommodated overnight on the waiting pontoon. The place feels like a ghost town with boarded up shops and restaurants, and long silent and empty walkways and parking lots.