Civitas Cesaraugusta Zaragoza

Spent another night on a parking lot near the city centre. When trying to find a decent place to park our van near all the sights, we got caught up in a lybyrinth of narrow streets, filled with cars (sometimes even in the middle of the crossings...). Well, Boštjan is a very good driver, but my nerves are not as good as I thought.

With the help of a security guard at a bank in one of the ...

... double 'R's, or the Spanish lisp could cause a crystal to resonate, releasing unimaginable quantities of energy? The collective smiles of Spanish senoritas must generate at least 1000x the solar energy that the sun releases. And could all that collective sweetness somehow be synthesized into vast amounts of plant food, allowing all of Earth's citizens to be properly fed? It is my hope that one day, my groundbreaking ideas will earn a Nobel prize ...

... short ones. We are on our way to Zaragoza on the west side of Spain.

We go through farm land, then fruit orchards, we couldn't figure out what they grown, but there are lots of fruit packing plants along the highway. I kept thinking there would be fruit stands somewhere, but they never materialized.

At lunch time we stopped at a rest area along the highway. It is quite warm, but the clouds are ...

Boring long day on the A23, highest col 1223m.

Looking for aire in Zaragoza when Brits James, Clare and Katie in their motorhome took us under their wing to the park they'd already stayed in. Left over from 2008 water based expo, with typically spanish rusty iron "sculpture".

35 degree C until light shower cooled us all off.

Bren washed her hair in the public drinking fountain, starting a trend with the other family.

... a traditional Spanish bar so the place was full of cigarette smoke you could barely see from one side of the room to the other. The next night we decided to go to a proper show which was the best entertainment we have seen, 2hours of dancing and singing just blown away. We also really wanted to see a Bull Fight but the season doesn't start to Easter so missed out but we went to see the Bull Fight ring which you got a feel for what it is like, the ring is the main place they use in ...

... whatever but apart from the occasional ******** (who is always out) no one is getting bevvie up looking to do someone over just because they brushed past them in a bar or they have got too much sauce on their kebab, i may seem as though i am exaggerating but i am telling you, live 3 years in London and then Madrid and then tell me that i am wrong. Friends... , jesus i have met some really good people in madrid, mind you i did in london as well even though i half of them ...

We said goodbye to our wonderful host Sylvia in Guadalahara. The morning light and warmth felt like late May back home. We took to the A2/E90 heading NE towards Zaragoza. One hour later we turned off the highway to visit an old Roman fort on the top of a mountain with a spectacular view, Mendinacellini. Structures ...

... stone and crossing themselves. I watched them perform this strange ritual for a while. I'm not even remotely religious myself but I like the fact that it provides solace and comfort to some people- even while inspiring others to do terrible things. I carried on walking around the cathedral until I came to a large table covered with fake plastic candles with bulbs inside, most of them lit. I noticed that it cost 50 cents to light one up, and so I lit two ...

... was like "what happened to you last night? You came home early, you're not hungry, you slept all day?" I told her the truth and she was so sweet. You was like "you're learning." She also gave me something for my resaca. She's so wonderful, I can't even explain. She didn't even get mad at me for being boracha-she just understood that it was such a bad experience for me that I am not going to ...

Good travel luck finally came my way with the #9 bus I needed to the Estacio de Tren arriving just as I approached the bus stop. For some reason the train station is a 20 minute drive out of town and just a big block in the middle of nowhere. Allowing myself plenty of time I ahve somehow arrived at 9.45am for my 12.23pm train and there is absolutely nothing to do here except read the timetables. I am going to try something a bit tricky and get ...