We finally found refuge at the Hostel El Pilar for an incredible 30 Euros a night with a shower and sink but no toilet. We freshened up and gave the camera a well deserved break and headed out on the town in search of some good Valencian food (Home of the Paella – rice with seafood). Valencia is Spain’s third largest city with over 800,000 inhabitants who all seem to disappear around 3 p.m. and appear again around 6 p.m. We really noticed this as all of the shops were closed and the kitchens of restaurants as well during this time. I guess it must have been the siesta that everyone talks about, which was not that apparent in Barcelona. To our surprise, the city of Valencia was a beautiful place with great architecture past and present; we were stunned at how clean the city was and just how alive the city was with locals going about their daily lives and not catering to the tourists. English was really non-existent, in the restaurants, shops and cafes, even at the train station, and trying to find food at 6:00 p.m. was another challenge altogether. When they say that the Spanish eat late they really mean it, as none of the restaurants were serving food until 9pm, only drinks and a few things to snack on. We decided to have a couple beers while waiting for the restaurant to open. Unfortunately, that night we did not have any of the fantastic cuisine of Valencia that we had heard about so we decided to plan the next three days of our stay in Valencia.
We woke up to the dreaded rain, so that put a damper on the sight seeing plans for the day but at the same time was a bit of a reprieve for us as it allowed us some time to go back to the hostel in between bouts of rain and just relax. We ended up doing parts of 4 different walking tours that we had attained from the tourist office. Here is what we saw.
We ended the day with some Sangria (which we got for 1.90 Euros, not bad at all and NO, we are not turning into alcoholics, we’re just adjusting to what the locals do here and it appears Europeans love to sit back with a beverage or five). It put us out for the night as we prepared for the next day in Alicante.
Alicante was a two hour train ride away from Valencia and what awaited us there was the sun and the beach that came highly recommended by our good friend Wendy from back home. Well she told us about the sun and sand, but forgot to mention that you have to be at least 65 years young to be of average age. The two of us felt a little out of place as people in their 50’s, 60’s and 70’s were scantily clad walking around checking each other out. It was quite the social scene, and the place to see and be seen. To our surprise neither one of us got a glance (at least none that I am willing to write about), maybe that was a good thing. We lasted in dry heat for a couple of hours, taking the occasional dip in the cool refreshing water. After getting yet another tan, we decided to venture through town, but there was not much there. As far as we can tell, Alicante is a beach town with not much else to offer.
Valencia on the other hand was a great city, with a pretty good soccer team, a bull fighting ring, and a green belt that was created by re-routing a river in the city. The dried up Turia river is now a park that runs through parts of the city. Within the park are some world-renowned pieces of architecture. It is here that we discovered the 3rd Millennium Park, consisting of an aquarium, an eye-max, a Science museum and a new facility for the performing arts that is almost completed. It is the largest cultural and leisure complex currently built in Europe; a unique venue for learning about arts, science and nature in one gigantic complex. Through the designs of Santiago Calatrava and Felix Candela the buildings take shape. This is evident from the architectural white concrete depicting the sculptural yet functional forms found in most of Calatrava’s work, and through the light concrete parabolic structures of Candela. There is a definite unity within the overall building design. The conditions were perfect for photos, and there was hardly anyone else there. It was here that we spent an afternoon on our last day in Valencia enjoying the wonderful architecture.
This park was so amazing I even got to participate in a bullfight.
We are now on an 18 hour journey to Granada tonight to see the infamous Alhambra - a Muslim Mosque built in the 16th century. We have spent the last two days, trying to find the right train connections to get to Granada. After some very trying times at the train stations we finally figured it all out, only to find out that there are no tickets available for the time that we wanted. So I hope that it will be worth the long overnight journey.
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2 comments:
Hmmm, I remember more younger people at the beach when we went, although we went during the summer. I guess with school back in session the older generations go to enjoy it.
Lucky, lucky...
Definitely a town to relax and enjoy yourself. I wish we were there with you guys!
Luv dub
My Grandfather lived in Alicante for several years and loved it there! He loved the beaches and definitely tanning because every summer when he would come here he would have an brown tan like no other. I wish that I could have visited him there. And I also wish that I would have had the opportunity to tan alittle on my trip with you two. What is up with that?
Valence, is that the right spelling, seems like a city with some amazing buildings. I would have went camera happy in that city.
I wish I was there with you guys!!
Luv Natty ;)
P.S. Congrats Sis, that is AWESOME!!!
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