Hostal Los Corazones
Travel Blogs from Valdepenas
Started the day with a trip to the local police station. We had to go and pick up the statement we made the previous day over the phone. We picked up the signed and stamped form and then they obviously wanted the see the back of us as they just looked at each other when I mentioned the CCTV cameras at the station. Oh well, we've decided ...
... a bit of looking,
but eventually I found a modern suburban hotel next to a major office park in
Madrid’s southern suburbs for the night. My mouth dropped again when I was
quoted a price of 36 Euros for the night. I’ve paid more than the equivalent
for a bunk in a four-bed shared room in hostels in London.
Trying to find Atocha train station to return my car was a
little like trying to find a needle in a haystack with neither a GPS device ...
few interesting things elsewhere in the province.
I’ve read a few articles in recent years in the Economist
and other sources on reckless spending by regional governments in Spain during
the boom years up to 2008, major make work schemes that produced large white
elephant building projects under the mistaken notion of “build it and they will
come” – airports, concert halls, conference centers, etc. The ...
... before we went and had dinner around the corner from the plaza, which incidentally contains a strange Germanic feel. The restaurant itself was rather upmarket, however my stomach was feeling very poor, and it was getting so severe that I was now experiencing sharp tightness in my chest, similar to that of a very bad asthmas attack or nut reaction, and I suspected that it may have been the latter that caused it, after Dad had stuffed ...
Had to pop in here for a look - was open from 5pm on Sunday's after their long lunch. Had drink and Tapas in the unusual square while we waited for opening time
Theatre best described as a rectangular Globe - about the size of the watermill in Newbury. Open air - with the obligatory shades over the roof space.