"cap salou, c*ap salou" a Salou Travel Page by jakonotorious

Reasons not to go part one, it’s s***t
Reasons not to go part two, it’s s***t
Reasons to go….The Chile at the Rio Grande, The Smugglers at Cap Salou, the nice little beaches between Salou and Cap Salou and Bar Zeppelin.

Just like any other “Rock” pub, good band, vast selection of spirits and beers and all the essentials required. However what was not needed was the prematurely over the hill, well past her sell by date old slapper, would be biker “chick”, something about mutton something about lamb, humourless bint behind the bar. (Not the pretty one but the one who thought she was the pretty one). Not being regarded as a “cool” person has never bothered me coz I’m not, but being treated like poo buy this ugly transvestite style guru, Australians nightmare of a bear was just so funny, kept going back just to *** her off! Good juke box and big screen videos and much cleaner since I was last there, or was it just much darker then. Total refit. Bars on the other side and the table footballs gone. Mind you the girl behind the bar was really nice back then so it’s not all changed for the good. The toilets are still a joke though, stinky stinky stinky, and the lights, why have a switch when wires held in place with masking tape can be so much more fun!

Rio Grande

Super food, amazing Chile, cosmic Chile, splendiferous Chile, have I mentioned the Chile, it’s a bit good. Nice beer and super friendly. Elvis says “go and have some Chile at the Rio Grande” he loves it there and if it’s good enough for the king it’s good enough for you!

Hotel

Cala Font Cap Salou

Looks nice, it’s got a waterfall and everything, wow. Foods a bit cruddy, bars expensive, cleaners leave your patio doors unlocked everyday and you will not get any sleep. Death by flip flop, all night, idiots running up and down the corridors in bloody flip flops, flip flop, flip flop, flip….but much louder. And the shouting, and the crying, and the yelling, it’s as if Led Zeppelin are in the hotel, just waiting for Bonham to ride a motor bike up the corridor. The desk staff do have the decency to look worried if you go and talk to them, they must get so many complaints! But all is not lost coz just round the corner there’s a super place for breakfast and general niceness and peace and quiet, gets loud later though, you know when it should! And just over the road from that is the Smugglers bar restaurant thing, very good. Take cash though, no credit cards, don’t blame them. Take earplugs, use the safe and don’t even bother with the evening meal, or do what we did; have a holiday from your holiday and go to Barcelona! Elvis says, “Thank the good lord for credit cards”