We made a lovely campsite by a river near Viana du Bolo to spend our night with the others. Just a lot of catching up a few vinos and swapping travel stories. Sounds like we may meet up with Mish and Hannah again in Italy, but Markus and Anna are on there way to Amsterdam to work. Great night.
Next stop for us was Avila on the way to Madrid. Avila is home to the most intact city walls of all of Europe. They were very impressive especially by night when they were all lit up. There is a lookout point where you can get a really good view of them.
From Avila we stopped for the afternoon in Madrid. While it is a massive city, only a small part of it is of any interest to people like us and it didn´t take long to look around. We found a really upmarket looking food market where we bought SanGrias, olives, cured ham and "homemade" potato chips. Delicious. We also went to the main park (where I think everyone in Madrid was out running and rollerblading) to see the `fallen angel´statue. Supposedly the first statue 'dedicated to the devil´.
From Madrid we headed to Torledo, the most disappointing but also interesting part of our trip. We knew a part of the exhaust of the van needed fixed but we were waiting until it really needed fixed, which was today when it fell off. We happened apon a mechanic who gave us directions to an exhaust place. Trying to understand the directions was a huge task as again there was no English. In the end we left with a map on the back of a business card (surely they could have found a bigger piece of paper?) Anyway we made it (it was 15km away in another village) The guy told us what needed done, using a english/spanish dictionary and a lot of drawing pictures. But we had to leave the van with him overnight so he could work on it when the exhuast was cold. Luckily he had a friend bringing a car to be checked out and this guy was a teacher who spoke English. We explained we had no where to stay if we left the van with the mechanic. The machanic then rang and organised a hotel room for us for a good price. The teacher then gave us a ride to it! So we ended up stuck in the smallest village in Spain (Bargas) with 24 hours to kill. We went for 3 walks around the town and then sat on our balcony and drank Sangris we bought from the supermarket. With no cooking facilities we thought we best have tea in the hotel restaurant. With very little English, the scary looking owner turned out to be lovely and we managed to get a "menu of the day" a typical thing over here where you get bread, wine, and fixed entree, main and dessert for a low price. Delicious.
So now with the van fixed (and sounding amazing) we are on our way again. Just in Cuenca and next will be heading to Valencia. All I can say is thank goodess we built in a contingency for the likes of van repairs.
Next stop for us was Avila on the way to Madrid. Avila is home to the most intact city walls of all of Europe. They were very impressive especially by night when they were all lit up. There is a lookout point where you can get a really good view of them.
From Avila we stopped for the afternoon in Madrid. While it is a massive city, only a small part of it is of any interest to people like us and it didn´t take long to look around. We found a really upmarket looking food market where we bought SanGrias, olives, cured ham and "homemade" potato chips. Delicious. We also went to the main park (where I think everyone in Madrid was out running and rollerblading) to see the `fallen angel´statue. Supposedly the first statue 'dedicated to the devil´.
From Madrid we headed to Torledo, the most disappointing but also interesting part of our trip. We knew a part of the exhaust of the van needed fixed but we were waiting until it really needed fixed, which was today when it fell off. We happened apon a mechanic who gave us directions to an exhaust place. Trying to understand the directions was a huge task as again there was no English. In the end we left with a map on the back of a business card (surely they could have found a bigger piece of paper?) Anyway we made it (it was 15km away in another village) The guy told us what needed done, using a english/spanish dictionary and a lot of drawing pictures. But we had to leave the van with him overnight so he could work on it when the exhuast was cold. Luckily he had a friend bringing a car to be checked out and this guy was a teacher who spoke English. We explained we had no where to stay if we left the van with the mechanic. The machanic then rang and organised a hotel room for us for a good price. The teacher then gave us a ride to it! So we ended up stuck in the smallest village in Spain (Bargas) with 24 hours to kill. We went for 3 walks around the town and then sat on our balcony and drank Sangris we bought from the supermarket. With no cooking facilities we thought we best have tea in the hotel restaurant. With very little English, the scary looking owner turned out to be lovely and we managed to get a "menu of the day" a typical thing over here where you get bread, wine, and fixed entree, main and dessert for a low price. Delicious.
So now with the van fixed (and sounding amazing) we are on our way again. Just in Cuenca and next will be heading to Valencia. All I can say is thank goodess we built in a contingency for the likes of van repairs.