Silken Reino De Aragon 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 ...

... that I need to return to Spain - the fact that I'm alive and breathing is enough reason for me to return here.<br><br>Reading up on Aragon, the region in which Zaragoza is located, I found that it has quite an interesting history. Joining forces with Cataluna, together they formed a Mediterranean empire in the middle ages, but as always, it eventually declined. Together with Cataluna, Aragon once conquered Sardinia, which I guess explains the ...

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

... drums and music came out with a few of our guys trying to play but were no good. Ian and I then headed to bed as this stage around 12.30pm so we lay and looked at stars for awhile and was the best sleep we have had for awhile and not cold at all. The next day most of the group went for a hike up the gorge, Ian been one but the others including myself went for a short walk with some people having a bath in the river. Then that afternoon headed back into town to shop for dinner ...

... mid meeting?? well i suppose variety is the spice of life. Anyway, Madrid... man leaving there was hard, its seems strange but when i left London i didn't go through half the emotions that i felt as i was getting into doing things for the (again) "last" time in Madrid. i suppose its because when i left London for how much i loved to live there i knew that it had a life expectancy, you can do almost anything in that city and we definitely did, but for how much fun it was to ...

... 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.

... the on-train film again for no particular reason. There was some snow between the two cities, but I couldn't really look out of the window as I was in aisle seat next to an old woman who kept glaring at me and muttering under her breath at me. Instead I amused myself by watching the panel above the door displaying how fast the train was going. It reached 302kmh at one point. I can't be ***** to work out what that equals in miles, I just know it's a fast *******.

... the main square. The Bascilica was MASSIVE, and so beautiful, great views from the top. I also met a nice Austrian woman in the hostel to have tapas with and we decided to go to the north together to Bilbao since there are no hostels there. It is only about a 4 hour bus ride and should be nice to see the basque region. It is supposedly a very independent region with a completely different language from the rest of Spain.

There were these two freckled young women munching their Jamon Serrano which is Spanish prosciutto, of course, who enjoyed their lunch-break in Zaragoza and did not care one single bit what people made of their conversation between giggles. One of them, the plummier, then said: -But this comes from Doetinchem! Then I could not stand this any more and said: -Onmogelijk! Then they shut up. But it was a pause. The conversation took off soon afterwards. (to continue)