Eurostars Plaza Delicias Zaragoza

... streets and some clear and sane mind, we found a camping site to park our RV in spend a night....

I found Zaragoza very quiet town. It's got a big cathedral and a square in front of it, statue of Goya and few other nice things.

But at night it's completely different. Lots of people on the streets, bars start filling at 7 p.m. and are full until 3 a.m. So, for us it was - Party time!!!

... of all single Canadian men! I said goodbye to the bartender, and he thanked me for the info, though he probably deep down was thinking "He hasn't even met my daughter and he's already hitting on her!"

On the way to Zaragoza, the bus stopped in Pamplona - I still managed to make it here, despite missing the running of the bulls with the boys! I'll take it as a sign that I should one day return. In case you haven't noticed, I take many things as ...

June 14, Sunday

I think I lost a day somewhere along the line. Anyway we left this morning after a long wait for the woman to come at 10, she was late, as the elderly man on the reception did not know how to take a credit card payment. So much for being ready to leave 1 hour before our scheduled time, we left late.

We are on toll highways to get us to and around Barcelona. They are pretty cheap ...

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.

... English. It was a very late dinner at 11pm so we were all very tired by this stage and very hungry but was defiantly worth waiting for with salad and bread to start with then the main been tajine with cous cous and another dish with vegetables with chicken and lamb. Was an amazing meal, the family didn't want to come and eat with us as its in there culture its rude to eat before the guests so we made them all come and sit around with us and eat which they all appreciated. Next ...

... the home town of Elena where everyone refers to each other as a maño o maña being the collegial term of one of the inhabitants. quite weird to to hear really as its not like "mate, son, boss, etc" its something that everyone uses through all ages, status, walks of life or whatever i mean being English can you really imagine talking to your gran and calling her "mate", or having a chat with a bank manager and then he/she just shouting out "alright son"to one of his ...

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 ...

... for my mum, and for the rest of my family. Not because I believe in God, but because I believe in hope. I wandered out of the square to the Black Horse English pub and threw back a Heineken before heading back to Zaragoza train station and jumping on the fast train to Madrid (also discovered that train station has comfy red settees you can sit on, it's the little things in life). I declined the complimentary headphones this time, although Charlie Wilsons war ...

... had Evanescence blasting out of it and, recalling my brief infatuation with them back in 2003, I went inside. I first realised I was in a less than classy establishment when the barmaid used one of the candles on the bar to light her fag. Not that classiness has ever been something I've been picky about, what with being a proud and frequently drunk member of the working class. I ordered a beer and sat down, before noticing I was in ...

... Cy managed to tie it up with a good old wire coat hanger (go the kiwi intinuity) when the cops turned up and said he had to get off road cos it was a dangerous place. Luckily they escorted them (sounding like a tractor) to a mechanic who amazingly welded it back together within an hour and a half for only 45 euro.....bargain! So back on the road and we hear from zeke and his van is almost fixed as well so we head off and he was supposed ...