|And so our next stop Valencia.
We stayed in a campsite about 15km south of Valencia, close to the beach. The area was mostly a Nature Park and was made up of rice fields with a lake on one side and the Med on the other. We had easy access to the beach and took a long walk amongst the dunes.
Valencia, Spain’s third largest city is small enough to easily navigate but packed with interesting buildings. The bus journey from outside the campsite was easy and took less than 30 minutes to get to the centre.
As always when we arrive in a city or town, we head for the nearest cafe and enjoy a coffee whilst planning our sight seeing day. The sky was as a blue as could be and although the sun was shining, it was a bit chilly in the shade. The city has the obligatory bullring and a modest cathedral. We entered the cathedral and a packed congregation sat listening to the priest giving his sermon with a full choir. We stood at the back and could see the service easily as it was on a big screen. The singing of both the congregation and the choir was very moving and beautiful. Although a Saturday and not an obvious Fiesta, we came to the conclusion that today must have been an important one in the history of Valencia. Outside the cathedral there were many ladies of varying ages dressed in traditional costume. There were also musicians scattered around so at some stage there was probably a parade.
We had lunch outside and basked in the sunshine people watching. We then headed for the covered market with wonderful displays of fruit, vegetables seafood and meat. Plenty of choice and fresh produce in abundance. We came across some huge eggs, presumably ostrich?
We then had a long walk through the gardens to the Arts and Science Museums that we saw from a distance on the bus. The gardens run alongside the Rio Turia with the futuristic buildings at the end. There are five buildings in total including a concert hall, science museum, music museum and an IMAX cinema in the shape of an eyeball. The buildings sit in a series of lagoons and pavilions linked up by bridges and tunnels. On the walk we met a lady with a bike who was having a rest, in the basket on the front was the smallest of dogs. We found out his name was Mella and he was so cute we asked to take his photo but the lady insisted she took one of us both with him.
Such sightseeing made us hungry and we decided to sample Valencian Paella. There are many types of paella to be found and each region has its own special recipe. Our Paella had a choice of chicken or rabbit (no seafood) and was heavily flavoured with Rosemary, very tasty.
By the time we got the bus back to the campsite it was dark and therefore hard to establish where we had to get off. Fortunately the bus driver told us when it was our stop. The following day we continued to Moraira.