Torre, La Benicasim

... before we had some good giggles!

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Kim and I went for a run this morning and left Val with Scooby and all our gear – made for an easier run for me today! Took Kim awhile to warm up but once she did she set a good pace and we managed about 8km. Back at Scooby Val had made friends with council workers that were tidying up the van area and a few of our neighbors.

... as numerous sandy beaches along the coast. Without forgetting Columbretes Islands, volcanic island today Paraje Nautural make this province a little paradise in the world.
After 59 days of travel, have traveled 4 continents through over 15 countries, visiting over 30 cities and towns, meeting new cultures and enjoying many different foods. It was an unforgettable experience we recommend to everyone, the problem is ...

This town was really in the middle of nowhere. There was a huge windstorm and the town was super dead, except for a bunch of seniors at the bar down by the beach. We hung out there to use their internet and to watch an episode of Frasier in english. Not our most exciting day. We tried to rent mountain bikes at our resort but they had put them away for the winter... it was like 20 degrees out!

petit déjeuner de reine avec du vrai pain aux graines..mmiamm! je roule toute la matinée dans les vergers, au travers des cultures de courgettes, de poivrons, de mandarines, d'olives.. odeurs du sud qui apaisent l'âme... de plus en plus envie d'écrire, pour me souvenir de tout ce que je vis... impression d'être en train de gratter ma coquille...

Je reste deux jours dans un camping entre la mer et la montagne, hors de la ville. J'échappe au bruit de la ville, des voitures qui me passent à côté à chaque instant lorsque je pédale... je me sens bien entre l'eau et la montange, quelque chose qui me rappelle la maison.. Je me promène dans ce décor magnifique puis le soir m'en vais à la ville pour faire des courses pour le souper. Je prends mon vélo sans rien dessus... p ...

tentative de mettre du poids à l'avant de mon vélo... infructueux.. j'ai l'impression qu'avec les suspensions, je dois mettre encore plus d'énergie pour avancer.. me sens trop lourde à porter!! Je réfléchis à la prudence... les gens ont peur de beaucoup de choses et souvent me mettent en garde... mais cela tend à attiser mes peurs... et attirer les mauvaises ondes! c'est le mauvais oeil!!

Well, you guys have already heard about the Tomatina, the main reason I was in Castellón for a week. However, let me tell you a little about the other 6 days I was there. Basically, after running around all year at work, and all summer hanging out with my friends as much as possible before I left and getting things ready for my trip, my week in Castellón was exactly what I needed. Rest and relaxation.

We did very little in that ...

Normally you wake up on a beach because of the warm morning sun. Not in Peniscola. Not in Peniscola. I woke up because some absolutely butters spanish chick was shouting at me. Honestly, its just rude. Soon the other guys woke up and were trying to stop the two girls getting on the Jetski. Then they stole one of Ollys biscuits ...

I realise now that waking up in the morning knowing you still have your stuff is an overlooked luxuory. More so is using a toilet. Imagine waking up in a car park looking around needing to go to the toilet (2) and only seeing a small shrub. I thought I would learn great life lessons on this trip but in reality I have learnt to get up early to use the toilet whilst its not busy.

We moved on down to an odd looking ...

... the way. Once someone grabs the ham a cannon goes off and La Tomatina begins. Of course. We were so cramped and crushed on the street that it was difficult for anyone to squeeze past. It seemed odd then that they would then try to drive several dump trucks down these streets. But they did. And some gay looking people in these trucks then threw out the tomatos to us all waiting below. Once in a while the backs of the trucks opened and a whole heap of tomatos poured out covering ...