Above: a posh restaurant nearby Hotel Bristol called Nederland 1814. Not for our budget. Rather a poep sjiek plek voor stinkende rijke mensen.
Orange trees are everywhere. Not so many as in Sevilla, but still... lots of them. Everywhere.
Everytime I visit Spain I get a better perspective of South America. Yes, they have stollen and robbed a whole continent, leaving so many scars behind. But still - they have left a huge architectocnical legacy behind. Many times in Valencia I had a sense of deja vu and thought for some seconds that I could be in Recoleta or Palermo, Buenos Aires (that's in Argentina, South America, folks).
... And in Valencia I also enjoyed the company of a guy with and incredible sense of direction, an unbeatable good humour and always open for exploring new things. Obrigada meu amor for sharing one more adventure with me !