Spain - Day 1

Got into spain and its been pretty sweet. We all finished checking into the hotel about 10pm last night, then wilko met some mates from perth as they were checking into the room next to him. We headed out for dinner about 11pm and the midnight pizzas went down well. New spanish words learned: Hola! cinco cerveza? Gracias.

Headed out today after a sleep in, got lost in the deconstruction site that was the F1 race track a few days ago- walked through pit lane completely lost looking for Brad and Teresa while dodging fork trucks, reversing semis and trying to look like the 5 of us all worked there.... Finally met up at a corner pub and went for a stroll around Valencia. I dont understand this town... is it in shutdown or what? No shops are open, save a few pubs, cafes and shops. The vast majority are sealed shut. Fair enough the siestas here, but this is a joke!

We found a tourist strip on the beach front that was open, cranked a few beeros and did the spanish paella thing. Lyn questioned the $80 bill when a coffee appeared on there we didnt order... Turns out we got the wrong bill. The waiter came back with our correct one for $121. doh. After a decent feed we strolled off for a float in the Mediterrenean- Big contrast from the beaches at home. the sand seems volcanic- its sparkly and dark. The water is so shallow and warm it was bizarre. We spent about an hour waiting for the next set of waves to roll in... It never came. Barrels? haha no. We walked out a good 100m into shoulder deep water, then headed back after the only foaming we saw was in our beers that morning.

Time to check in for the tomatina tour group in about 10 mins... Speaking with a taxi driver last night (who knew about 3 english words) he did a bit of a dance to warn us that the tomato juice from the fight is quite acidic and will aggravate your eyes. He recommended we wear eye protection. I still dont know how he said this in 3 words... maybe he studies interpretive dance or something. Lyn scored a nice set of kids goggles from the el cheapo store over the road so she should be sorted. Also picked up a tub of washing powder and did a hand wash after an hour of unsuccessful Laundria searching. Yeah you can guess how that came out.... Im not retiring to the river ganges thats for sure, and now the bath tub is full of reading mud and grass.