Hotel Gandia Palace****
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- Reduced mobility rooms
- Wireless internet connection in room (free)
- Refrigerator in room
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
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Travel Blogs from Gandia
We got up about 9 am and starting packing for the beach. Nuria had to leave her car at work the night before, so she asked if I could go with Jesus to get it and drive it back for her. That was an experience in itself - driving in Spain. The signs are different, the drivers are crazier, etc. I did it though - round-a-bouts and all!
As the roads are so narrow in Spain (due to the buildings being hundreds of years old), ...
... friends who were the owners. A very nice and modern restaurant. Juan ordered a bottle of wine for us all, a beer for each him and Sebastian and a glass of champagne for Estella. Juan, a gynecologist, told me it was OK to have wine in moderation so we cheered for a great trip and thanked them for having us. When it was time to order food Juan also took care of that, which none of minded since he knew exactly what to get. Plus Sebas and I really had trouble reading the menu, ...
... meal, we had a
chocolate filled pastry type of bread which was delicious, and some coffee.
We then all drove to the beach and walked around the ports to walk off lunch
a little. When we returned, sandra, emilio, mindy, and I walked to the
local horchata bar, and bought a bucket of the fresh drink. Chufa, the plant that is used to make horchata, is locally grown in Valencia. When mixed with sugar, water, and
blended with ice it becomes ...
... people were no comfortable. I even ended up sleeping with a coat on because there wasn't heat.
The program made us paella right there and me and my friends watched Europeans wake with shots and forty oz beers, while playing Euro-House and singing along. It was pretty funny to see at 11am.
... t take into account a Japanese wildebeest stampede on a 48 hour swipe around Spain... After visiting some friends of Johana in Valencia on Saturday afternoon, it was time to head for my apartment in Alcossebre, about 90 minutes north by train. My parents, who are currently in Alcossebre on a holiday, met us at the train station. Meet the parents the no Gaylord Focker way! Over the next couple of days we did very little indeed. All we asked for was plenty ...