Valencia without a Paddle

Valencia Travel Blog

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After a grueling ferry ride from Mallorca, our asses were ready to be exercised, but it being late at night, we resigned to getting to our hostel and sleeping.

Our hostel was quite creepy. In a great area, the outside looked promising, however inside we found meager accommodations, which were fine, were it not for the staring guy at reception and his brother who were continuously commenting on our beauty and charms. Fantastic. With little patience for this kind of nonsense, we just retired to our room… and locked the door… and piled our backpacks against the door.

The following day, our bus to Malaga or Algeciras, we hadn’t decided yet, didn’t leave until 11 at night, leaving us a whole day to wander around the city. Being obliged to leave our hostel by 11 in the afternoon, we secured a place for our backpacks behind the desk at the hostel with no little amount of eyelash-batting and smiles.

Just looking for time to kill, be decided to wander around the city. Looking at a map, we saw what seemed to be an enormous green river that flowed the length of the city, which ended up being one, long park. We also saw the small flower sign of Botanical Gardens, which we then decided to visit. Walking along the park, our feet were a bit sore and we were a bit lost when we stumbled upon the Botanical Gardens. It was closed! Because it was a Monday! I suppose in Spain, Monday must be some kind of holiday, which I agree it should be because no one should suffer the pains of working on Monday mornings, but really! One day in Valencia and it happened to be a Monday! Rats!!!

We ended up finding a public garden and watching a darling old lady feed the otherwise indifferent cats which hung out all over the place there. It was actually a pretty cool day. Valencia was beautiful, but one day satisfied my taste for it.
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