Hotel Ramiro I 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 ...

... be moving to Quebec for work, in case she ever wanted to visit Western Canada. I know what you all are thinking - I'm such a proud Canadian patriot, wanting to show foreigners my beautiful country! <br><br>But seriously, there aren't enough Spanish women in Canada, so anything I can do to make them comfortable here and encourage more of them to visit, would definitely be a very good thing. I do this not for my own benefit; I do this for the greater ...

... silver coffin or tomb, but it isn&#8217;t stated whose it is.<br><br>At the end of the church there is the Virgin Mary chapel. It is like a church within a church. We enjoyed our time inside looking at the architect, the wooden doors and the paintings, just a few pictures to look at. It was nice and cool inside.<br><br>We take a hotel for the night as it is now 35+ degrees. We will have a look around again tomorrow.

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.

... when they need money. Abdula and his family are trying to get into tourism and this is why they are practising cooking for large groups and having them stay with the family, he did not want to be paid for anything we payed for the food at the markets and the family cooked it with some of us helping to prepare. Abdula's younger brother speaks 5 languages and all has been taught off what tourists say to him, most of the older siblings only speak a couple of languages and only a few ...

So here we are we finally made it to the start of the trip, well still in the despedida really (which has to be a record as we are getting almost into a month of saying goodbye, spending quality time together for the "last" time with friends and family or having conversations about how it will be like we never left with the use of all the internet treats that we now take for granted such as Skype, Facebook whatever... but lets face it, it's not) but anyways here we are in ...

... years old built of dry fit stone and stil standing: From Zaragoza we travelled ,ore easterly toward Lleida Catalan. Amongst the ochre coloured rocks and mist blue with mountain ranges were immense wind farms. Turbines and tozers several hundreds of feet high. Onward our lovely 1 litre Fiat Punta purred toward LLieda.

... 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 ...

... I found a nice little Irish pub and had a few Heinekens in there. By this point it was coming close to midnight and I'd been up since about half past five. It was time for bed. I returned to the hostel and passed out on my bed, rocked to sleep by the snores of the religious fanatic. *Actually I wouldn't- and not just because I'm the male equivalent of Medusa- because I value personality over looks and I know what an absolute tosser I am.

... we got into Zaragoza it took a while to find a hotel that had a spare room (being Friday night) and with all of our bike gear on it was unbearable. It was about 32degC yesterday. We went out for something to eat after we had a shower and cooled down and then we walked around the small side streets where we came across a medieval festival which had loads of stalls selling things from local bread and ...