Valencia’s bull fighting ring.
The celing of the post office. You can only photograph the celing because it’s a government building.
Walking the streets.
The beautiful cathedral. I literally gasped when I walked in. Took me back to art history class again with the vaulted ceilings and niches :) (right? niches? can I drop these terms and get away with it? :P )
At the Lladró factory we toured. They make porcelain figurines and are worldwide with the HQ and factory in Valencia. At a mere 135,000 Euros this is the most expensive piece. We couldn’t take pictures during the tour but you really can’t appreciate the work until you see the artists laboring over each individual part. Everything is meticulously done by hand.
A few shots from our day trip to Valencia… The 3rd largest city in Spain. We took the train Friday morning and visited the cathedral, walked the streets, shopped, ate at an “American” restaurant (WHY?) and toured a porcelain doll/figurine factory. (Sounds dull but it was fascinating!) Had a relaxing weekend spent with Edu and Carlos. We went to a zoo+water park with Edu’s brother and his family, they have a girl the same age as Maria. It has been blistering hot the past couple days and the waterpark was great. Early Monday morning (3:20am!) I got up to say goodbye the the team as they headed back home. Lots of tears, hugs and kisses goodbye. They drove off the airport and I went back to bed with the blackout blinds down ;) Monday I just chilled at the apartment slowly getting my suitcase packed. I swear by clothes have grown since I got here. I don’t know what I’m going to do if I go shopping in Barcelona. When I go shopping in Barcelona. I’m going to have to buy another suitcase! Because I’m not coming home without a bottle of olive oil or two!
Currently en rute to Granada. I have a seat next to a fairly handsome fellow but he is currently sleeping with his mouth open. Attractive. Mark drove me to the bus stop this morning, well not quite. It was a good thing we were early because his GPS took us to the old bus stop and I ended up taking a taxi to the new bus stop, with plenty of time to spare :) Getting the right bus was a little confusing, they didn’t have it marked for Granada, but for Malaga (the final destination). Not being afraid to ask questions is the best thing to do ever. Another thing to remember: When traveling alone there is no one to watch your luggage while you pee. And bathroom stalls are small. hehe.
I’ll be arriving around 3 in Granada and the girl I’m couchsurfing with is picking me up at the bus station.
Besos y abrazos!!!