Hotel Nh Orus 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, Bo&#353;tjan is a very good driver, but my nerves are not as good as I thought.<br><br>With the help of a security guard at a bank in one of the ...

... a caravan of eligible Spanish women are shipped in to meet the local men! Upon reading this, I immediately decided to move to a small town in Aragon; any one will do, as long as the caravan pays a visit there. Or maybe I can convince the caravan to make a stop in Calgary?<br><br>Seeing a number of windmills and vast fields of solar panels as I rode on the bus, I remembered a David Suzuki documentary I saw several months ago, about renewable sources of ...

... sign on the bridge says 15.23 and 33 degrees, yes, it is very hot. We walk past some Roman shop ruins and their great sewage system. There is a statue of Caesar Augustus with stone arched walls behind him. Some of the brick work here is the influence of the Muslim era.<br><br>The Basilica de Nuestra Sra. Del Pilar is really beautiful outside, with statues along the top, colourful tiles on the roof and about ...

Boring long day on the A23, highest col 1223m.<br> <br>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".<br><br>35 degree C until light shower cooled us all off.<br><br>Bren washed her hair in the public drinking fountain, starting a trend with the other family.

... he had told Chris we had to drive to local market but then he seemed to lead us to a supermarket and he was very quick to jump out of the truck as he new nobody was going to give him a tip. On Monday Gary made the phone call back to Mauritania Embassy to see about Visas, and they were ready for us to collect the passports if he could be there before 4pm so he was very quick to catch a ride into town and get a train back to Rabat. Chris was not so happy as he was fast to leave and ...

... your own choice, its ****ing hard. some people say that school is the best days of your life (and that may have been the case for our parents, or grandparents) but now i really do find it hard to see the logic in that, i mean at school you have got no money, hardly any freedom, you know ***** aside from you hate being at school, your body and hormones are all over the place and you are stuck in a classroom of kids where your world is defined by how hard you are, if you are ...

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 ...

... Zaragoza, quite a nice youth hostel- the receptionist really sold it to me though. "We have 15th century Inquisitorial cells in the cellar, and a photo collage made by a crazy man we know." Torture chambers?, photo collages mental people have made?. This was like some weird nightmare place, I was going to have fun. I threw my bag into my dorm- shared with an insane man I strongly suspect was either a religious fanatic or the ...

... square surrounded by a cathedral, a basillica and filled with statues. Joe, Tara and I ate a fabulous gyros (my first!) and Joe shouted us some beers. After the lazy afternoon, we all caught the 6oclock bus to the airport about a half hour away. Joe and I went for a wander; the airport was minute. In the line for checkin, Joe and I read up on flight delays. Ironically our flight ...

... on Friday afternoon afer a 4hr bus ride. Some of the Spaniards were on the bus, but most has driven there cars up themselves, probably in case they needed to escape! The facility is gorgeous, it is a rustic 18th century village that was abandoned but has been restored. The main building has the bar, dining room on 3 levels, and the reception desk. It is surrounded by villas, or "houses" as we are calling them. Each house seems to have from 1-4 people ...