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We said our goodbyes to Sue and drove out of Barcelona along the motor way towards Zaragoza. We had about 300 Kms to drive so we opted for the quickest route. After 200kms we decided to get off the motorway and see some more of the countryside. The only problems was so did most of the trucks who seemed to be avoiding the tolls. The country was quite barren and a wheat producing area. In the ...
... how expressive and important the English language could be.
In January of 2014, she headed to Spain to start anew, for the umpteenth time. She had never felt phased by a transition to a new place, yet this time she would be privately teaching- something she had never done before. She settled in well; meeting new people of a likemind, and exploring the stunningly beautiful city that she had chosen to come to. ...
... on. I’m getting to quite like the quietness this time of year brings and we very rarely hear an English voice. After ordering far too much tapas we set off for Valencia.Peniscola has a very unfortunate name, but it seems a nice place. This was quick a stop to have a look around and get fed and watered. We parked Winnie at the front looking out ...
... she showed off – Madrid, Segovia, Toledo, Avila, Semana Santa in
Seville, and Cuenca among others. I’ve visited all the places around Madrid in
Kathy’s slideshow on previous trips but have long wanted to see Cuenca for its
famous hanging houses.
One of the reasons I didn’t make it to Cuenca is that it
used to be a little far to do as a day trip by train from Madrid. That’s
changed with Spain’s ...
... Europe, a continent without many of the high plateaus that Asia, Africa, and the Americas have.
From Molina de Aragon it was about 75 miles to Cuenca. I wasn't sure what to expect of the landscape, but it looked like some hilly terrain from my topographical map. The road actually went through a natural park are of the Upper Tagus River, and I was heading up and down steep canyons surrounded by thick pine forests in scenery that ...