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Albufera national park
Had the plan to do the national park today but bus doesn't leave till midday so headed to the beach after brekkie. Another beautiful but ridiculously roasting day so straight in the sea. Saw a massive jellyfish floating past!! Took some pictures with my waterproof camera, hopefully they will come out well.
The bus to albufera was itself an adventure. Or a cock up, depending how u view it. We got on ...
Soccer, more than just a sport
... just a game to Europeans. It was a sense of identity and a sense of pride. This game was nothing more than a simple friendly game, but to the Albanian people, it was a lot more, it brought a huge sense of pride that they had just defeated the European champs.
The longer I have been in Europe, the more the culture of soccer intrigues me. It is truly different in every nation. Something that is really interesting is the different styles of play for each region. ...
So tired of waiting
... But you keeping me waiting all of the time, What can I do? At the train station we rocked up to the ticket office at noon, one hour before the train we thought we'd catch was supposed to leave. Plenty of time. According to the website, the train required no reservation so we should have be able to walk straight on, no drama, but no. What we failed to read, more to the point what the website failed to make obvious, was that the train was for first class ...
Not just oranges
... setting up seating, the balconies were decked with red velvet, and everywhere were people in their finest. We found out that a procession was to be held at 6pm. From our experience in South America, we guessed this to be of the type where a statue of the virgin ...
A Navel Experience
... the Torres de Serranos, where we had a great vantage of the city spread out before us. Oh, yes ... and another poignant lesson on the importance of observation after Andrew cracked his head on the roof of the tower staircase ... oops. Bad design, clearly ;)
Having heard that Valencia is the 'home' of paella, we followed the local advice and headed to the waterfront restaurants - only to miss out! Sadly for two hungry, scruffy Australians the Spanish tradition of ...