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... t find one, but found a dress that was on sale.
Then I go to my 1 on 1 class. This time with Maria, a teacher new to me. She's wonderful. She has a really good sense of where you're struggling and how to help you improve. So happy to have her for my remaining time here.
After class, Dorian and I go do some more shopping. We didn't find anything. She wanted to head home to eat and rest before happy miercoles later so we parted ...
... random campsite we had no idea about).
On Tuesday we headed back into town in the afternoon to pick up some cheap clothes for La Tomatina on Wednesday. This consisted of €2 shorts and a €3 white t-shirt from Carrefour (a big supermarket/department store). After we sorted our gear out we headed over to Las Arenas, the big long beach along the coast of Valencia. Our walk took us passed the Americas Cup Village, which looks a little ...
... you know it's going
to be good don't you???? It was the spit – aisle for aisle – of
a B&Q Warehouse! And yes, they sell our gas. So we topped up
and resumed the route to Valencia. A fine deviation from the road
had found a campsite just South of Valencia, right on a beach (which,
we subsequently discovered, was another of those “clothing
optional” ones. I saw one bare bum – sadly a bloke's. ...
... in Spanish).
We ended up stopping for lunch at another seaside town, although busier, but we both had the best salmon dish ever!!! I do love the Spanish food. Everything we have eaten has been great.
We kept trying to find other local beach towns like Sant Salvador - but to no avail. Everything else was built bigger and empty. We finally ended up in Valencia around 8pm. So once we got cleaned up we jumped in a cab and headed ...
... quite heavily and they would surround other men who got near their group and they would proceed to rip off their t-shirts and throw the torn rag into the decorations that are strung across the street. Most of the time this was met with relative humor and no animosity, however, the main leader was a rather large muscle bound (can you say steroids) man who was quite aggressive. When the tomatoes arrived the scene changed to throwing tomatoes and as luck ...