Diagonal Plaza Zaragoza

Spent another night on a parking lot near the city centre. When trying to find a decent place to park our van near all the sights, we got caught up in a lybyrinth of narrow streets, filled with cars (sometimes even in the middle of the crossings...). Well, Bo&#353;tjan is a very good driver, but my nerves are not as good as I thought.<br><br>With the help of a security guard at a bank in one of the ...

... of languages. I think I've attained a new, slightly higher level of Spanish comprehension on this trip, though it'll be short-lived, given that I'll soon be leaving Spain. I've been struggling for years to break through to that next level, and it honestly feels great to finally get there, if even only for a week. <br><br>Anyway, the guy was really cool, a physiotherapist in town for some seminar. According to him, it's easy to get by in Spain, but ...

... spires of various lengths with something different on top of each pillar.<br><br>The inside is incredible with extremely high ceilings, with paintings on the tops and plaster angels and cherubs all around.<br><br>The organ is huge and the choir area is wood chairs and walls with ornate carvings on the wood. The nave is incredible with so many carvings and niches to look at.<br><br>Around the corner there is ...

Boring long day on the A23, highest col 1223m.<br> <br>Looking for aire in Zaragoza when Brits James, Clare and Katie in their motorhome took us under their wing to the park they'd already stayed in. Left over from 2008 water based expo, with typically spanish rusty iron "sculpture".<br><br>35 degree C until light shower cooled us all off.<br><br>Bren washed her hair in the public drinking fountain, starting a trend with the other family.

... a look around the median (centre of town, mostly with local market), getting out of this town was difficult we had to stop the traffic at points, move rubbish bins out of the way also move taxis along the street as the truck couldn't turn the corner. We then headed to Chefchaouen which is set in the Rift Mountain's so very chilly at night we spent a full day down town in the median it was market day so a lot of fruit and vegetables, you can normally find anything you want in all ...

... going out relentlessly to cool bars and casually seeing faces from the TV in nightclubs and on the street it was never going to be my city, i mean its big, dirty and bit up its own **** at times and also it seems to lose its identity a little with the amount of people living there, don't get me wrong if you are in some amazing job making a rack of money you are sorted but really how many people are living that "dream", with a flat over looking the Thames and that, i bet its ...

... years old built of dry fit stone and stil standing: From Zaragoza we travelled ,ore easterly toward Lleida Catalan. Amongst the ochre coloured rocks and mist blue with mountain ranges were immense wind farms. Turbines and tozers several hundreds of feet high. Onward our lovely 1 litre Fiat Punta purred toward LLieda.

... have said that without delving into Medieval history but I just got a little carried away and I can't be bothered to delete all that now I've written it. I then went down to the wonderfully painted Bull fighting arena, again closed for the season, and the square next to it that apparently has quite a bloody history. The French attacked the city in 1808 and a group of local women picked up their knives and slaughtered a group of French cavalry in the ...

... s birthday and he is getting his doctorate on Tuesday so we wanted to celebrate. I had a lot of fun because I was sitting in between Alvaro and Wade's dad and across from Wade. Wade's dad and I talked about medicine and medical school and being a doctor. He's a pediatric anesthesiologist. Wade's mom is also a doctor. We had a lot of fun. Alexa and I also went back to their hotel room with Wade after dinner and hung out, drinking wine and talking. It ...

... not when it leaves Andorra! I was only 3 or 4 hours late..... Andorra isn´t so easy to get to or leave. There are limited options on times and destinations. So I waited a couple of hours, filling up on coffee and pastries, waiting for the bus back to Spain and Barcelona. On arrival in Barce, luckily a connecting bus to the town of Zaragoza was only a few minutes away, so complete with more food, I am off on another bus ride - this time heading west. It seems so ...