Safari Gandia

... No luck there either, so we gave up on visiting Valencia and further south we drove.

Xabia

Around 4pm we arrived into Xabia which was a good choice as we all liked the place immediately. The town had 3 parts – a small port, the old town and the beach area. We parked on a quiet street between the port and the old town and went wandering. The port was tiny and mainly had little tug boats and skiffs and there was a little promenade lined ...

We challenged our limits to cycle from Valencia to Alcoy in 1 day, about 130 km! We arrived late in the night after cycling the last 10 km over a busy national road in the dark (was not much fun), then cycled straight up in Alcoy for 2 km and walked the last km in wild nature with rocks, sand and even had to carry our bikes up ...

... interested. They have a great complex- The City of Arts and Sciences which you can easily spend two whole days in. There's everything from dolphin shows to films on Egyptology.
Found the city to be a little quiet and not just as impressive as other spainish cities, such as Seville, but def worth a visit- especially if you can join it up with a feista- I would love to go back for La fallas.

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Looking for a camping spot we noticed a very small crumbling abandoned building. What a great place to sleep. Little bit worrying about the old matress that was there though. Probably a hang out for crack addicts. But waking up to a mental crack head is not as bad as most of our other nights so we went for it.

... it made me really appreciate Madrid. Salamanca was fun though, we relaxed a little from Valencia and leisurely walked around and checked out the Cathedrals and then randomly ran into some guy friends from madrid who were also visiting Salamanca that weekend, which was soo random but soo fun! So after a long day checking out the sites we took some needed siestas and then went out on the town, which was also super fun! Then sunday we hung out in the ...

It's six a.m. I'm dancing. The room is spinning. And there are sharks. Welcome to Spain. It's been awhile since I've seen the sun come up, and as I struggled out of bed I remembered why. It hurts. But then again when else can you get in free as a VIP to Valencia's hottest disco tech, La Indiana, and actually witness the rare and ever-so-embarassing sight of Nick breaking out his white-boy trademarked dance moves? And no, I was not tripping on some form of ...

... fairly well, but he had trouble with questions sometimes. We had two girls from Wisconsin, some Germans, Swedes, and a Norwegian. The guy from Valencia, who ended up sitting next to me, was very nice. We became friends during class, and sometimes I would be able to supply him with a word or definition in English. The poor guy had a hard time, and had a list of words he wrote down to look up later. I'll admit that I felt a bit smug. Now he *******s ...

... government had bulldozed the garden in order to build a hospital and the residents were not happy about it. I later heard that at a certain time during the day everyone would come out on their balconies to bang pots and pans in protest. The problem was they weren't going to have a spot available for a couple weeks. My next appointment was at one of the tram stops near the school. Two French guys and I met Jaime. Jaime, for lack of a better word, is a character ...

"We're here to see the apartment!" Angela shouted into the intercom. "Come up," said a crackly voice. And then the buzzer rang. We both scrambled to open the outer door. If you weren't quick you wouldn't be able to open it before it locked again. We both climbed into the space between the two doors. Angela reached for the second door. It wouldn't open. I spun around just in time for the outer door to click behind me. It also was locked. And just ...

... under the two umbrellas we had with us. Traveling for me is a series of moments. A moment is when I stop, look around, and realize how wonderful and amazing life is and how lucky I am to be a part of it. I had my first "traveling moment" in the morning when I walked into the central market. I had my second one now: walking through the rain-slicked streets with a new life ahead of me. Our destination that evening was "Woodys," a dance club and my first exposure to ...