Friday, August 28, 2009
we were up early and into city, catching that replacement bus service certainly made things slower. We started the day off with a Fat Tire Bike Tour – which I highly recommend. The tour guide was fantastic and we got to see most of the city in 4 hours.
We stopped at the Barcelona Cathedral, and then headed to the famous Sagrada Famillia, Antoni Gaudi's creation. We also went through the park and headed past the bull fighting arena, stopped at the Arc De Triompf (Barcelona Version) and down the main road to the beach! This was where we stopped for some lunch and a well earned rest! We got chatting to a kiwi couple Megan and Grant who were lovely, and we decided to go out for a drink after we got back to the bike shop. The boys didn’t care where as long as they got beer, so an Irish pub it was!
We then headed back to the hostel, I had a quick shower and change and headed back into the city to meet back up with Megan and Grant and go to watch a Flamenco show in a little bar in the square! This was one of the highlights of Barcelona for me, the 2 dancers were fascinating to watch, and they had so much passion showing not only in their faces but through their dancing as well.
The background singers were amazing; they were so enthusiastic and made the show come alive. It only lasted about 30 minutes but was definitely worth the time and money.
We wandered up the famous La Rambla where people were dancing, singing, painting,
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Today was slightly overcast but still really warm, not such clear skies today!! :( it even rained in the afternoon!!
We headed back into the city, we went to the eastern area, and checked out Mount Montjuic.
We headed up the front entrance up towards the The National Art Museum of Catalonia, instead of having to walk up the hundreds of stairs to get to the top, they had conveniently created escalators for us to use :) Was such an amazing view of the beaches along Barcelona! It would have been cool to take the cable car to the other side!
We then walked along the roads and past the Plaza de Cataluna and went to Pablo Picasso's museum, which was another highlight of the trip. I found the museum really interesting cos it started off showing Picasso's really early work, right through (in order) to his latest stuff. im not a huge musuem fan but i really enjoyed this museum. And bought a few postcards too!
We then headed back to the hostel for some Mojitos and Tortillas. One of the American guys there was a chef and we all put in €8 and he (and we helped) made a huge helping of tortillas and a extra large helping of Mojito mix. We later took the left over mix and went down to the beach.
The evening was just amazing - it was so warm on the beach at 11pm and there were great little bars all along the beach - local bars!! and fireworks even went off :)
Tim and I left the beach and went to a bar for some drinkies then back to the hostel about 3am!
Sunday, August 30, 2009
I had a very nice sleep in this morning - after the drinking the previous night a sleep in was definatley what i needed!!
Tim was supposed to come with me down to the beach but by 12noon the sun was shining and i wanted to chill on the beach!! so me and tim's friend Allen headed down to bask in the sunshine!!
We went swimming, drank some beers and got burnt all afternoon - it was brilliant!!
The evening was spent chatting and drinking to fellow travellers in the hostel
I think it was the best way to spend a Sunday!
I really wish i had taken Beccy's last name! she was so cool to chat to, and it would have been nice to keep in contact!!
Monday, August 31, 2009
Today was our final day in Barcelona! I was a little bit sad - there was still so much to see and do - the city was so big and with hidden treasures!!
We headed back in quite early and started the day in a queue for Gaudi's apartment - the wait was definatley worth it though, his house was amazing!! With random little corners and quirky little toys - then the roof - Oh My God! It was incredibly, with a view overlooking most of the city it was like walking around in one of those mazes you go into at carnivals - the ground was all undulating - it was similar to walking on mini rolling hills!
We then headed up tp Gaudi's Park in the North part of the city - it was a bit of a mission, i think today i was struggling to get motivated to walk more than any other day so far! I just could not be bothered today!
But yet again it was worth the walk - the park was amazing - with eccentric random little designs all over the place. And a giant lizard at the front entrance.
From here, we wandered (slowly) back into town and went to the Cathedral - where i had to buy a head scarf for my shoulders to enter - i always get an eeiry feeling when i enter churches and this was no exception. Sends chills down my spine. The outside was pretty cool too - with a little garden and fish and a drinking fountain. The inside was spectacular (of course) it has quite an interesting history behind it - which is ...
"The cathedral is dedicated to Eulalia of Barcelona, co-patron saint of Barcelona, a young virgin who, according to Catholic tradition, suffered martyrdom during Roman times in Barcelona. One story is that she was exposed naked in the public square and a miraculous snowfall in mid-spring covered her nudity. The enraged Romans put her into a barrel with knives stuck into it and rolled it down a street (according to tradition, the one now called 'Baixada de Santa Eulalia'). The body of Saint Eulalia is entombed in the cathedral's crypt."
From there we went and wandered along La Rambla - it was so different during the day and i found myself clutching my bag the whole time! We stopped at little corner cafe for some Sangira and people watched for a while, i was very tempted to buy a pet squrriel from one of the stalls along La Rambla but i dont think he would have made it back into London!
I was totally knackered by the early evening - and the night was spent back at the hostel for a "home" cooked dinner ... and an early night!
Friday, 28 August 2009
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
Spain (Valencia)
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
The flight to Valencia from Madrid was only 1 ½ hours, we spent longer sitting at the airport waiting for our flight than we did actually on the flight!
We arrived nice and early – 7.30am and were greeted by some cooler weather – think it was low 30's but was a humid kind of heat but at least we weren’t sweating at that time of morning.
We caught the metro into town – surrounded by aussies and kiwis!
After a small dilemma about which direction to head from the metro exit (me saying we go right and Scott saying we go left – so we go left for about 10 -15 mins until Scott then says I never said this is the right way to go! So we turned around and went back the other way towards the hotel… stopping along the way at a café along the way for some yummy and cheap breakfast – again the language barrier caused difficulty but we pointed to the menu and got what we had ordered this time.
After checking in and showering we headed out to check out Valencia and all it had to offer, the temperature had climbed a little and it was warming up- was kinda muggy, not too sunny but still warm, reminded me of Auckland.
We walked 10 mins into the city centre from our hotel and stopped at the information centre to pick up some maps then wandered the first entry point of the city – it was like an entrance way to a castle. It was a giant concrete pillar type structure that we walked up the stairs to the top to get a great view of the city.
We wandered through Virgin Square but neither of use were to keen to pay to go inside the church so just peered in from the doorway, we wandered aimlessly through the little streets before jumping on a bus and heading down to the Science and Art area of Valencia. It was a real modernised man made area, bright white with high tower pillars and a huge museum and a man made pool (looked like a river) running all the way down. It was impressive! And certainly didn’t match the other area of town!
We then walked in the humid heat to the Americas Cup Village only to be disappointed that it was all closed off due to the Formula 1 being on the week before! So we trammed and metro’d back to the hotel for a siesta – something we were definitely getting into on our trip!
We headed out for dinner in the city – nothing to fancy, jus tapas and wine!
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Up bright and early with the thousands of other crazy tourists to cram ourselves onto the 9am train from Valencia to Bunol – 30 minutes out of the city!
We arrived in Bunol and walked through the small town into the area of festivities.
The locals were all out on the closed off roads eating and drinking in large numbers. A lot of people were drunk and others were getting there. We got ourselves a beer and headed across the bridge to where the street was already jam packed full of people waiting in anticipation for the worlds largest food fight to begin. We were hours early so had time to kill – we managed to bump into Scotts friend and her sister and friends – which was good.
At midday the mayhem began – we were about half way down the tiny road, the houses which lined the road were covered in plastic and the people were standing on their little landings throwing buckets of water on top of us Before the food fight
When the first tomato truck came up the hill the people went crazy! Since there were thousands of us crammed into this small space we now had to make room for this big truck to come through! So everyone squished up against the wall – not good for the claustrophobia levels! The truck managed to stop right in front of us and dumped a huge pile of soft, soggy, smelly tomatoes at our feet and before it had time to drive further past us the people all jumped in! We could barely move but the tomatoes were flying! Some people were on the ground swimming in the tomatoes others were smashing others with the soft fruit!
I took a lot to the face and realised how disgusting it all actually was! The smell of it was the worst and then there was the salty taste – ewww its making me cringe just writing about it! Was great fun though, im not sure if Ive ever had permission to throw my food around like we did! I wish my brother had have been there and then we could have had the food fight we've always wanted!
After 4 truck loads of tomatoes, a t-shirt turned pink and a face/head full of seeds we decided to make our way up the hill back to the train station…. Stopping along the way to get rinsed off by the locals who kindly stood outside to hose the many hundreds of tourists and locals Action shot of the water
I took off my top layer of t-shirt and ditched my shoes as we headed up the hill – they no longer looked like the grey sneakers I had purchased for £5
The train back to Valencia was just as busy as the one out but this time everyone was chatting and smelled like old tomatoes mixed with sweat! GROSS!
We went back to the hotel where I washed my hair 3 times and still hadn’t gotten rid of the smell
We then headed into the city and met up with another one of Scott’s mate from Van Tour and we went and had paella and beers at a cheapish place, then went and had drinks at Virgin Square where there was dancing going on, on the stage set up in the middle of the square.
The walk back to the hotel was long and quiet - we kinda got lost and i got nervous cos the streets were so empty - and then we couldnt figure out where exactly we were - it was a mission indeed but we got there in the end!!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Thursday was our last day in Valencia; we checked out and headed back into the city – stopping off at the park to see an impressive playground in the shape of Gulliver. Then we sort of wandered around the city seeing the parts we hadn't seen, we checked out the big markets and I was tempted to buy some fresh fruit or something yummy but bought some postcards instead. We then caught the bus down to the seaside and walked along the beach in the beautiful sunshine.
We checked our facebook and bank accounts online - as we had some time to kill until we needed to be at the train station.
Our train to Barcelona was at 5pm but was delayed so we had a bit of a wait in the ElStacion De Nord. I didn’t mind the 3 hour train ride north, it was quite comfy and we travelled up the coast so it was a scenic train ride.
We had a bit of a mission to find the hostel though, there were closures on the metro so we had to take a replacement bus, but we got there in the end – about 11pm and settled into our new accommodation – a hostel!
Bye Bye Valencia - HELLLOOOO Barcelona!
The flight to Valencia from Madrid was only 1 ½ hours, we spent longer sitting at the airport waiting for our flight than we did actually on the flight!
We arrived nice and early – 7.30am and were greeted by some cooler weather – think it was low 30's but was a humid kind of heat but at least we weren’t sweating at that time of morning.
We caught the metro into town – surrounded by aussies and kiwis!
After a small dilemma about which direction to head from the metro exit (me saying we go right and Scott saying we go left – so we go left for about 10 -15 mins until Scott then says I never said this is the right way to go! So we turned around and went back the other way towards the hotel… stopping along the way at a café along the way for some yummy and cheap breakfast – again the language barrier caused difficulty but we pointed to the menu and got what we had ordered this time.
After checking in and showering we headed out to check out Valencia and all it had to offer, the temperature had climbed a little and it was warming up- was kinda muggy, not too sunny but still warm, reminded me of Auckland.
We walked 10 mins into the city centre from our hotel and stopped at the information centre to pick up some maps then wandered the first entry point of the city – it was like an entrance way to a castle. It was a giant concrete pillar type structure that we walked up the stairs to the top to get a great view of the city.
We wandered through Virgin Square but neither of use were to keen to pay to go inside the church so just peered in from the doorway, we wandered aimlessly through the little streets before jumping on a bus and heading down to the Science and Art area of Valencia. It was a real modernised man made area, bright white with high tower pillars and a huge museum and a man made pool (looked like a river) running all the way down. It was impressive! And certainly didn’t match the other area of town!
We then walked in the humid heat to the Americas Cup Village only to be disappointed that it was all closed off due to the Formula 1 being on the week before! So we trammed and metro’d back to the hotel for a siesta – something we were definitely getting into on our trip!
We headed out for dinner in the city – nothing to fancy, jus tapas and wine!
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Up bright and early with the thousands of other crazy tourists to cram ourselves onto the 9am train from Valencia to Bunol – 30 minutes out of the city!
We arrived in Bunol and walked through the small town into the area of festivities.
The locals were all out on the closed off roads eating and drinking in large numbers. A lot of people were drunk and others were getting there. We got ourselves a beer and headed across the bridge to where the street was already jam packed full of people waiting in anticipation for the worlds largest food fight to begin. We were hours early so had time to kill – we managed to bump into Scotts friend and her sister and friends – which was good.
At midday the mayhem began – we were about half way down the tiny road, the houses which lined the road were covered in plastic and the people were standing on their little landings throwing buckets of water on top of us Before the food fight
When the first tomato truck came up the hill the people went crazy! Since there were thousands of us crammed into this small space we now had to make room for this big truck to come through! So everyone squished up against the wall – not good for the claustrophobia levels! The truck managed to stop right in front of us and dumped a huge pile of soft, soggy, smelly tomatoes at our feet and before it had time to drive further past us the people all jumped in! We could barely move but the tomatoes were flying! Some people were on the ground swimming in the tomatoes others were smashing others with the soft fruit!
I took a lot to the face and realised how disgusting it all actually was! The smell of it was the worst and then there was the salty taste – ewww its making me cringe just writing about it! Was great fun though, im not sure if Ive ever had permission to throw my food around like we did! I wish my brother had have been there and then we could have had the food fight we've always wanted!
After 4 truck loads of tomatoes, a t-shirt turned pink and a face/head full of seeds we decided to make our way up the hill back to the train station…. Stopping along the way to get rinsed off by the locals who kindly stood outside to hose the many hundreds of tourists and locals Action shot of the water
I took off my top layer of t-shirt and ditched my shoes as we headed up the hill – they no longer looked like the grey sneakers I had purchased for £5
The train back to Valencia was just as busy as the one out but this time everyone was chatting and smelled like old tomatoes mixed with sweat! GROSS!
We went back to the hotel where I washed my hair 3 times and still hadn’t gotten rid of the smell
We then headed into the city and met up with another one of Scott’s mate from Van Tour and we went and had paella and beers at a cheapish place, then went and had drinks at Virgin Square where there was dancing going on, on the stage set up in the middle of the square.
The walk back to the hotel was long and quiet - we kinda got lost and i got nervous cos the streets were so empty - and then we couldnt figure out where exactly we were - it was a mission indeed but we got there in the end!!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Thursday was our last day in Valencia; we checked out and headed back into the city – stopping off at the park to see an impressive playground in the shape of Gulliver. Then we sort of wandered around the city seeing the parts we hadn't seen, we checked out the big markets and I was tempted to buy some fresh fruit or something yummy but bought some postcards instead. We then caught the bus down to the seaside and walked along the beach in the beautiful sunshine.
We checked our facebook and bank accounts online - as we had some time to kill until we needed to be at the train station.
Our train to Barcelona was at 5pm but was delayed so we had a bit of a wait in the ElStacion De Nord. I didn’t mind the 3 hour train ride north, it was quite comfy and we travelled up the coast so it was a scenic train ride.
We had a bit of a mission to find the hostel though, there were closures on the metro so we had to take a replacement bus, but we got there in the end – about 11pm and settled into our new accommodation – a hostel!
Bye Bye Valencia - HELLLOOOO Barcelona!
Friday, 21 August 2009
Spain (Madrid)
Friday, August 21, 2009
So today after our flight was 1 hour delayed (damn Ryanair!) we managed to arrive safely into Madrid, navigate our way to the hotel and get a good nights rest.
I got such a suprise at how warm it was at night! Was great!
Our hotel was perfect, large and roomy, with air con!!
The lift was TINY! Seriously - there were 2 lifts and one of them was only a 2 man lift, WITHOUT bags! Was hilarious!!
Saturday, August 22, 2009
our first day in Madrid we had a bit of a sleep in and headed out.
The temperature was already climbing and getting hot! And of course me coming from chilly London it was taking its toll on me... I had a headache by lunchtime and discovered how important water was in the heat!
We didnt have much planned for the day so we just wandered around the city and checked out the sites, the Plaza's and buildings.
The main Plaza - Plaza Mayor was huge and seemed to be a busy bustling place. Somewhere where you could sit (in the shade) and people watch for hours I imagine.
We got a good feel for the city walking all around - and after a tapas lunch we headed to Reitro Park in the Bourbon area of Madrid. Smoking inside!!
By this time the temperature had already reached 42 degrees and at around 4.30pm we decided to head back to the hotel for a siesta as we were both hot and sweaty and tired from the heat.
After our much needed siesta we headed out for a tapas dinner and some beer at a small resturant. We then decidded to stop for a drink on the way home, and got chatting to some American's - one of whom was a pilot..
On the walk home we stopped at the Plaza Mayor.. Man what a difference between the day and night times!
During the day there were childrens entertainers, spidermans, mickey mouses with balloons and more, but by night they were gone and there were people dressed in scary costumes, heads on boards, definatley not an area for the small kids after dark. Was almost like a ghost house or something similar. Was pretty awesome though!
Sunday, August 23, 2009In the morning we headed out to Ventas to buy our tickets for the bull fight that evening, we decided to go to a little local place for some food.
Still cant get used to the smoking in doors! Scott ordered a beef burger and I ordered a ham and cheese sandwhich – we both pointed to our choices on the menu (in hope to avoid confusion) But 10 minutes later 2 chicken burgers and chips arrived in front of us!! And they were disgusting… Obviously our Spanish isn't too great!
We then headed back into the city and checked out the Sunday Flea Markets - where you could buy anything from food to clothes to household applicanes to toys to dvds to porn! It was insane! So much random stuff and so much junk!
Later in the evening we headed to the bull fight – I was a bit nervous having heard the things that happen at bull fights and having so many people tell me how cruel it is etc etc… but after the 2nd one I was enjoying it. Yes it was cruel to the bull that eventually dies but hey – all in the name of a cultural sport right!?!
So it started out with the matadors tormenting the bull… flashing their pink capes to get the bull to chase them, then they quickly duck in behind these little wooden man sized pocket holes in the arena… this winding the bull up and getting him running round chasing whoever he can. Then they have to soften his neck muscles, and to this they again wave their pink capes to get his attention and as he runs towards on of the matadors the other one quickly throw mini dagger spike things into his back and neck. Again making him angry! (Of course) And if that wasn’t enough, they then bring out 2 horses, the matadors flash their capes and the bull charges for the horse which is blinded by carpet (covering his body and eyes) and the man on the horse stabs the bull in the back of the neck and spine, weakening the bull so he is ready for the main matador to show his stuff!
The main matador then comes out dressed up all pretty and branding his red cape… ducking, diving and twirling away from the bull every time he slowly charges The Sunday Markets
This goes on for about 10 minutes – whilst the crowd chant "Olay" every time he does a good one! Then afterwards – for the finale, the matador brings out his sword and as the bull charges the matador sharply stabs the bull in the back of the neck, just behind the head with such force that he goes down to the ground (sometimes it takes the matador a few tries, or the bull gets stabbed but doesn’t go down for a few mins, but after being tormented by the other matadors again he starts walking round in circles and eventually falls to the floor. A matador then comes over and finishes him off with a small dagger to the back of the spine.
Then the horses come out with heroic music playing and they drag the bull away!!
This routine was repeated 4 or 5 times by different matadors to impress the judges and the crowds.
So was that so bad? No, yes the bull dies but hey, he has fun doing it!
After the bull fight we then went back to the main square and had some sangria at a little local pub/restaurant by the Puerta De Sol.
Monday, August 24, 2009Monday was a cooler day 32 degrees! We had a nice sleep in and then headed back to the temple at the Plaza De Espana, it was an ancient Egyptian temple which overlooked the western area of the city and was quite unique I thought.
We then walked along and went inside the Royal Palace… We weren't allowed to take any photos inside the palace which was a shame… but there wasn’t anything too fascinating about it really, another extravagant palace where the King and Queen once lived. Still good to go inside though!
We had a bit of time to kill after that so we headed out the Real Madrid Stadium. I really wanted to do a tour of the place but it was 15€ and the queue was way too long to bear! It was pretty impressive though and I believe there was a game on there that night too!
For dinner we went to a for Paella and Tapas and Spanish Beer – mmmmm paella
I believe that this was the restaurant where I learnt the true meaning of "smoked ham" as the guy behind the bar was slicing up Scotts ham for his meal whilst smoking on his cigarette! Mmmmm smoked ham!
We had an early night tonight as we had a 6am flight to Valencia which meant a 4am wake up call!
So today after our flight was 1 hour delayed (damn Ryanair!) we managed to arrive safely into Madrid, navigate our way to the hotel and get a good nights rest.
I got such a suprise at how warm it was at night! Was great!
Our hotel was perfect, large and roomy, with air con!!
The lift was TINY! Seriously - there were 2 lifts and one of them was only a 2 man lift, WITHOUT bags! Was hilarious!!
Saturday, August 22, 2009
our first day in Madrid we had a bit of a sleep in and headed out.The temperature was already climbing and getting hot! And of course me coming from chilly London it was taking its toll on me... I had a headache by lunchtime and discovered how important water was in the heat!
We didnt have much planned for the day so we just wandered around the city and checked out the sites, the Plaza's and buildings.
The main Plaza - Plaza Mayor was huge and seemed to be a busy bustling place. Somewhere where you could sit (in the shade) and people watch for hours I imagine.
We got a good feel for the city walking all around - and after a tapas lunch we headed to Reitro Park in the Bourbon area of Madrid. Smoking inside!!
By this time the temperature had already reached 42 degrees and at around 4.30pm we decided to head back to the hotel for a siesta as we were both hot and sweaty and tired from the heat.
After our much needed siesta we headed out for a tapas dinner and some beer at a small resturant. We then decidded to stop for a drink on the way home, and got chatting to some American's - one of whom was a pilot..
On the walk home we stopped at the Plaza Mayor.. Man what a difference between the day and night times!
During the day there were childrens entertainers, spidermans, mickey mouses with balloons and more, but by night they were gone and there were people dressed in scary costumes, heads on boards, definatley not an area for the small kids after dark. Was almost like a ghost house or something similar. Was pretty awesome though!
Sunday, August 23, 2009In the morning we headed out to Ventas to buy our tickets for the bull fight that evening, we decided to go to a little local place for some food.Still cant get used to the smoking in doors! Scott ordered a beef burger and I ordered a ham and cheese sandwhich – we both pointed to our choices on the menu (in hope to avoid confusion) But 10 minutes later 2 chicken burgers and chips arrived in front of us!! And they were disgusting… Obviously our Spanish isn't too great!
We then headed back into the city and checked out the Sunday Flea Markets - where you could buy anything from food to clothes to household applicanes to toys to dvds to porn! It was insane! So much random stuff and so much junk!
Later in the evening we headed to the bull fight – I was a bit nervous having heard the things that happen at bull fights and having so many people tell me how cruel it is etc etc… but after the 2nd one I was enjoying it. Yes it was cruel to the bull that eventually dies but hey – all in the name of a cultural sport right!?!
So it started out with the matadors tormenting the bull… flashing their pink capes to get the bull to chase them, then they quickly duck in behind these little wooden man sized pocket holes in the arena… this winding the bull up and getting him running round chasing whoever he can. Then they have to soften his neck muscles, and to this they again wave their pink capes to get his attention and as he runs towards on of the matadors the other one quickly throw mini dagger spike things into his back and neck. Again making him angry! (Of course) And if that wasn’t enough, they then bring out 2 horses, the matadors flash their capes and the bull charges for the horse which is blinded by carpet (covering his body and eyes) and the man on the horse stabs the bull in the back of the neck and spine, weakening the bull so he is ready for the main matador to show his stuff!
The main matador then comes out dressed up all pretty and branding his red cape… ducking, diving and twirling away from the bull every time he slowly charges The Sunday Markets
This goes on for about 10 minutes – whilst the crowd chant "Olay" every time he does a good one! Then afterwards – for the finale, the matador brings out his sword and as the bull charges the matador sharply stabs the bull in the back of the neck, just behind the head with such force that he goes down to the ground (sometimes it takes the matador a few tries, or the bull gets stabbed but doesn’t go down for a few mins, but after being tormented by the other matadors again he starts walking round in circles and eventually falls to the floor. A matador then comes over and finishes him off with a small dagger to the back of the spine.
Then the horses come out with heroic music playing and they drag the bull away!!
This routine was repeated 4 or 5 times by different matadors to impress the judges and the crowds.
So was that so bad? No, yes the bull dies but hey, he has fun doing it!
After the bull fight we then went back to the main square and had some sangria at a little local pub/restaurant by the Puerta De Sol.
Monday, August 24, 2009Monday was a cooler day 32 degrees! We had a nice sleep in and then headed back to the temple at the Plaza De Espana, it was an ancient Egyptian temple which overlooked the western area of the city and was quite unique I thought.
We then walked along and went inside the Royal Palace… We weren't allowed to take any photos inside the palace which was a shame… but there wasn’t anything too fascinating about it really, another extravagant palace where the King and Queen once lived. Still good to go inside though!
We had a bit of time to kill after that so we headed out the Real Madrid Stadium. I really wanted to do a tour of the place but it was 15€ and the queue was way too long to bear! It was pretty impressive though and I believe there was a game on there that night too!
For dinner we went to a for Paella and Tapas and Spanish Beer – mmmmm paella
I believe that this was the restaurant where I learnt the true meaning of "smoked ham" as the guy behind the bar was slicing up Scotts ham for his meal whilst smoking on his cigarette! Mmmmm smoked ham!
We had an early night tonight as we had a 6am flight to Valencia which meant a 4am wake up call!
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