Sercotel Boston Zaragoza

... streets and some clear and sane mind, we found a camping site to park our RV in spend a night....

I found Zaragoza very quiet town. It's got a big cathedral and a square in front of it, statue of Goya and few other nice things.

But at night it's completely different. Lots of people on the streets, bars start filling at 7 p.m. and are full until 3 a.m. So, for us it was - Party time!!!

... the nap, I went for a walk through the old town, then down Paseo de la Independencia, through the newer parts, and eventually ending up back at the Plaza del Pilar. There was a cafe that earlier caught my eye with a nice selection of sandwiches, so I ended up back there for a light dinner. The plaza is almost too big, so it feels empty, since there's nothing taking place in the middle of it all, and seems a bit soulless. Sitting outside, I realized ...

... short ones. We are on our way to Zaragoza on the west side of Spain.

We go through farm land, then fruit orchards, we couldn't figure out what they grown, but there are lots of fruit packing plants along the highway. I kept thinking there would be fruit stands somewhere, but they never materialized.

At lunch time we stopped at a rest area along the highway. It is quite warm, but the clouds are ...

Boring long day on the A23, highest col 1223m.

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".

35 degree C until light shower cooled us all off.

Bren washed her hair in the public drinking fountain, starting a trend with the other family.

... wait 2 hours for this so worked out well. Firstly we drove to Ceuta which is still a Spanish Territory and did a bulk shop as with 26 people on the trip food goes rather fast so spending 2000euros and 3 hours later we were ready, headed off to fill up with 1500L of diesel. We finally left Ceuta and ready to try and cross the Morocco border, easy said than done after 2hours and having to pay somebody (a fixer) to try and get our visas, also with police man coming on the truck ...

... going out relentlessly to cool bars and casually seeing faces from the TV in nightclubs and on the street it was never going to be my city, i mean its big, dirty and bit up its own **** at times and also it seems to lose its identity a little with the amount of people living there, don't get me wrong if you are in some amazing job making a rack of money you are sorted but really how many people are living that "dream", with a flat over looking the Thames and that, i bet its ...

... 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.

... for my mum, and for the rest of my family. Not because I believe in God, but because I believe in hope. I wandered out of the square to the Black Horse English pub and threw back a Heineken before heading back to Zaragoza train station and jumping on the fast train to Madrid (also discovered that train station has comfy red settees you can sit on, it's the little things in life). I declined the complimentary headphones this time, although Charlie Wilsons war ...

... I'm not going to say I'm ****** of that she's DC-ed (Disciplinary Committee) because she deserves but there's something about the whole thing that bothers me. I don't even know what it is. The truth is, Natalie has trouble with moderation and I know this about her. I also didn't really hang out with her on Friday and didn't even see her on Saturday (so it's not that I could get in trouble too and that's why I'm bothered). I can't ...

... We had a variety of delicious appetizers typical of northern Spain, exquisite beefsteak as entrees, delicate desserts, and many bottles of fine red and white wine. John's father, together with me and Steve (a very nice dentist friend of the family), wanted to pay for the lunch. In fact, we had tried to speak to the restaurant staff to allow us to treat everybody. However, we were denied the chance when Marta and her family grabbed the bill for 12 of us. It was very ...