Saturday Valencia
Morning train to the third largest city in Spain and apparently the most visited by tourists. Afraid we were that we might encounter some.
Train is an Ave which traveled at 290km/hr. Countryside just rolled by.
Well organized city. When you arrive there is a tourist office a good map and then a free shuttle bus to the center of the city which is about a 10 minute walk. We walked. The map was annotated in the local Valencia language.
The signs and street names and directions seem to be in the local language as well.
We arrived on a Saturday morning and there are an unbelievable number of churches within a very short distance of the central square; each is full of people and various celebrations. Wedding baptisms, mass , a church every hundred feet and many of them all around a single large square in the center of the city.
The main church seems to have grown organically by adding churches on like blobs.
At the restaurant El Rall the manager was fab. Explained the various types of pigs, terms, gave us samples of her best imberico and serano,how to order jamon at the central Mercado. Gave us a handwritten note for ordering the best jamon. Got some at the Mercado for Bobby.
See other posting about the Mercado.
Also explained paella, a dish made by the men on Sunday for their wives. Almost the name for men cooking for their wives. Families fight over the burnt rice at the bottom, socarrot.
Ended the evening with a Saturday walk very crowded in central Madrid doing what's called El Paseo
And so ends the main Spain adventure , bueno. el paseo sabado por la noche
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