After a wonderful week at Katsdorf it's a little odd to be heading to a brand new country - new culture, new language, and new climate. In the space of a week my comprehension of German had improved out of sight...in spite of the Katsdorf dialect...and I could feel it all instantaneously rushing out of my head as we flew away from Austria!
So much for the new climate part of it -- the pilot announces that the weather in Girona, where I am landing, is in the negatives, raining and they are expecting snow showers that evening.
Spain colder than upper Austria? Go figure!
The destination for the day is Valencia, first a flight Linz to Girona, then train to Barcelona and then high speed train to Valencia where Jordi aka Georg aka my personal tour guide will be waiting :D
Although long, the highlight of the journey is the first class service on the high speed train to Valencia. When booking the ticket the special price for first class was the same as second class, so I booked a first class ticket. Big comfy seats with lots of leg room, a full dinner, endless drinks and nibblies, a newspaper and an hilarious movie on the TV screens made an awesome training experience - while the train sped along at upto 200km/hour.
In Valencia, as expected, Georg was waiting. Luckily the weather here knew I was coming, and was the warmer Spanish temperatures I had expected.
Wow...writing this all out, a month after travelling, is alot harder than it sounds! Let's just say there were lots of highlights. Spanish food is brilliant: the Spanish Tortilla (potatoes and eggs...yum!), the garlic sauce stuff with potatoes, the Paella...wunderbar!
Saturday's agenda was touring the city..this include the cool modern buildings, Americas Cup harbour and a circus!
Along with the old town of Valencia, very different to to the alstadts of the Austrian cities.
Sunday my curse involving weather had realised its mistake on Saturday - miserable, rainy and cold...but we had plans for lunch in a nearby lake. The lake was amazing - a shallow swamp like thing, with roads only wide enough for one car criss crossing throughout the kilometres long and kilometres wide 'lake'. With the horrible weather it was certainly a site, beautiful in a gloomy kind of way.
Easily the best of Valencia was the Gulliver, in the "River":
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