Husa Puerta de Zaragoza

... vino con casera y me trajeron la botella de vino entera!). Por supuesto nuestros vecinos de habitación en el cuchitril sólo nos permitieron dormir cuando acabaron su fiestecilla a las tantas. A la mañana siguiente, dejé a Andy a oscuras en el baño cuando al encender la luz fundí los plomillos de toda la planta... Ni "El resplandor". Lo mejor es que hoy no tendríamos tiempo de buscar otro hostal, así que como nos estaba gustando mucho y nos hinchábamos de reír nos quedamos otra noche!

Calahorra or as it was known during the roman empire Calagurris is a small town in La Rioja, we stop just to have lunch, refuel and a quick view of the city. You can stop there is just touching the highway and the food and drink is good in most places, you can also have a relaxing walk for its streets.

... as some of us headed to find the fireworks, which in fact we found a fair and fireworks and then once back we popped into bars, had a drink and then moved on, it was a lot of fun, and I hadn't taken my camera out that night as the memory card was pretty much full and I was terrified of losing my camera 80% of people that night got something stolen, whether it be their camera or just some money, or everything on them, so I was glad that I hadn't taken it even though ...

... the level of competition is much higher up north (which is where those other 3 provinces are located) than it is in southern Spain. We lost all three games, but I still had a lot of fun with the team. While in Tarazona, we stayed in a seminary where all of the meals were provided for us. One of the great perks of being endorsed by the university - I didn't have to spend a cent the entire weekend. I had to go through some ...

Rained all day today! I started out at about 7:30 am, walking quietly through the woods, feeling drained from the first two days, but excited to be headed further into Spain. It was strange to be greeted with Bon Jour! because I associate this walk so much with Spain...So, the going was rough this morning, incessant rain. I have been starting out each morning walking by myself, something that allows me to have some quiet time and focus my thoughts for the day ...

In summer 2001, my then-boyfriend Yago and I traveled from Spain with Interrail passes. We visited France, Italy, Greece, Turkey, Bulgaria, Romania, Czech Republic, Poland, Sweden, Germany, Austria and the Netherlands. I'm trying to create a map so you can see where we went on this trip.

... and the streets. Some people pay for drinks, but most buy much cheaper beer, wine or liquor in stores and carry it around. There is a lot of rot-gun, boxed wine and tequila, and disgusting concoctions of wine/coke and vodka/beer and vodka/lemon drink. The streets and park areas fill with trash. The bar bathrooms have long lines, become disgusting, lack TP, etc. Dudes are peeing in the street. People vomiting. Scads of people passed out in public, and not always where they intended ...

... direct towards ´a beautiful church´ or ´a roman wall´. Hmmmmm. Thanks, but I think every town in Europe could probably lay claim to at least one, and probably both of these. I was keen to take a trip into the mountains. ´You want to go to the mountains?´I get a shrug of the shoulders and a quizzical look ´there are no trips.Maybe bus, but there is only one a day´. MMM. That went well. Oddly, Pamplona has more mullet haircuts than you would find in Caboolture! Never mind. San Sebastian tomorrow.

... the main dishes because we didn´t find what we needed to cook them. In a way, I´m glad that everything wasn´t exactly like usual...because I think when one celebrates an American holiday like Thanksgiving in España, it´s already inherently different. Here are some examples to give you an idea of some of the differences/issues that Miranda and I encountered while shopping and preparing the food: 1)No grocery stores sell whole turkeys ...

... it! Pamplona's love of costume continued deep into the night as well. While out for a walk, Sarah and I noticed a large group of adults, wearing some sort of traditional costume involving beret-like hats, carrying musical instruments, lanterns, and baskets of money. All of a sudden they began marching in a parade-like fashion across the main square. Naturally, Sarah and I joined right in, eager to see where the ...