The next morning did not start well. Having devised a plan to get out of the tight berth, we let go all the lines and selected reverse, only to find a line around the prop (the second lazy line from last night had pulled across the shaft). A local diver and a suitably large stipend had us free after an hour and we tried again, Even though we man-handled Siempre out of the berth the wind wouldn’t let us get the bow up to get out of the lane and with no room to manoeuvre under power, pushed us sideways until we ended up pinned ignominiously against the end wall. Luckily the Marinero appeared with a dinghy and pulled us out, sending us on our way to Ginesta (41.15.5N 001.55.4E). We are unlikely to return to “Torrid Embarrassment” as the place is now known. Kim’s fears of another debacle at Ginesta were unfounded and the trip was uneventful. We took a taxi to nearby Barcelona where we had a particularly good meal but were disappointed not to be able to see the Cathedral which was under scaffolding and covers during renovation works.