Tryp Ciudad de Alicante

... 15 minutes to take pictures by the small river which had very little water in it and a lot of garbage. We got back on the bus and drove to Aleta to see an old church and that was locked soooo we went back to the ship and went to dinner but first I talked on the phone and managed to lose my glasses. Didn't realize it however until after dinner and then ...

... before reaching the top (cursed our flip-flops) and opted for an easier path that led to the furthest point out to sea. The views were fantastic, and Sophie managed to pet a seagull despite my warnings that it might have the swine flu.<br><br>PICTURES:<br>http://picasaw eb.google.ca/Jonny.D.Lawrence/20091021B enidormCalpe?authkey=Gv1sRgCNe0y9HEn7yW DA&amp;feat=directlink

These pictures are from me trying to take a photo of myself writing with my ancient feather pen from the Alicante market and from walking around Alicante on a tour of the the two cathedrals, San Nicolas y Santa Barbara.<br>The pictures later are from our visit to two little pueblos just outside of Alicante; Guadalest and Altea. In the little town of Guadalest is a beautiful castle ...

... I realize that my phobia of large horrid American groups of people are realized when we walk through el barrio and we get all these horrible stares for being Americano and obnoxious. I hate tourists in Chicago, of course I don't wanna be one in Spain! And I know how much hassle it is for not much thanks, (thanks Walgreens). And so I hate being ostentatious like that. We did get some free drinks and the food was on CIEE which ...

... we had met and said our goodbyes. A sad moment but hopefully this was the beginning of many more cool moments. well, unfortunately they would not happen this day because shortly after we left i got a puncture, then we got kicked out of an abandoned house we treid to sleep in and had to settle for a dead lemon grove. Well at least we could have a hot meal. or so we thought until we realised that the fuel we ...

... with: "What nationality are you?" I stared at him blankly and replied "British", I joked, "this is the BRITISH consulate". He then wisely replied "no, no. Many people don´t realise this but Britain actually consists of England, Scottland, and Wales". At this point someone else sitting behind, him who we had previously spoke to, started to silently cry laughing. I replied "yeh, I know but....." He then interupted me and said "no, your not hearing me, the Island ...

... few hours Miguel turned up and told us his stories of being lost which involved running round the city for two hours looking confused. He obviously went up for a shower. Shortly after a German girl (Jessica) started talking to me looking to meet some people. She told me a funny story about how she had just seen this crazy looking confused person running around a bus stop. This story was ...

... shoes. . . . But i didnt have no clues. . . Crazy man at night. . . . gave Alex a fright. . . . its not these times we choose. . . . Its the Barcalona/Peniscola Blues" . . . . and so it went on. <br><br>After a truly genius and uplifting night the Belgians and Germans who were supposed to be leaving in the morning decided to stay another day. Then we all slept in our own amazingly comfortable beds. Awesome.

First of all I can´t believe we actually survived the night. Whats more is that the lizards and cockroaches running around didnt go near me. Thats a good start. <br><br>Never see famous people in England , yet you cycle 1500 miles to a supermarket in the middle of Spain you find Tony Robbinson. Amazing. Then we ate big food ...

... angucken und mal eben ausprobieren) will mit Packplan gepackt werden, ich beschreibe jetzt lieber nicht, was sich alles drin befindet...<br>Vor mir redet es amerikanisch, die beiden Knoedel-Englisch-Reder werden von einem spanisch aussehenden schwarzhaarigen Brillentraeger und einem mit Sportstreifen verzierten Jumping-Suit-Traeger flankiert, auf 26Grad links gaehnt Frau-Ich-studiere-noch-schnell-mal-die- Reiseunterlagen, die Flugreisenden stehen sich schon mal ...