Valencia, Spain - continuationof previous post.

We managed to drag Gord out of the market

 

but he wasn't finished, bought some dried ginger and

then we finished off the meal with gelato.

Followed Google's instructions

to make our way back to the Metro station.

Huge

Banyan tree

and a statue pointing the way.

Carving at the top of a huge door.

Got to the station with time to spare.

When we got home Gord declared that he was going swimming but wanted a witness (or it could have been he wanted a lifeguard, I'm not sure):

"How bad can it be, I've done the polar bear plunge"

 

"Mind you that was years ago"

"There's no way, that's f****ing cold"

"Well now I'm embarrassed"

The next day was a "take it easy" day, reading

sleeping on the beach

Most recent

completed paintings.

Valencia, Spain - Roman ruins (La Almoina) and the market again

Yesterday we were back into Valencia. Drove to Rafelbunyol, parked, metro into the city and off at our regular stop, in the Turia gardens.

More of those bottled shaped, spikey trees.

 

Up out of the park at this bridge and

into the warren of narrow streets, guided by google.

Mural.

How the police get around in the old part of the city.

Showed Gord around the 

Cathedral area.

Then we went into La Almoina Archeological Museum. These Roman ruins were found when La Almoina (a poorhouse) was demolished, thus the name.

Over the years the city has been built on what was here before, so these ruins are all below street level.

It is not a huge area (considering what sites I have seen in Cyprus and Crete) but still it is quite extensive and well signed.

Some of the artifacts are exceptional.

Back out into the daylight and we went looking for food.

So time to show Gord the market.

We all order from this stall.

Its all so tempting.

We sat outside on the steps to the market and ate - I had a salmon on cream cheese pincho, 2 mushroom croquettes and a roll with goat cheese and tomato jam.

Rick went back in and bought 3 cannolo which we shared along with the strawberries I had bought.

Gord was in his element, he has hollow legs and

grazed his way

up and down the aisles (it may have been the high point of his trip)

Can you tell I love the market.

There's a glass of wine with my name on it, so, although I haven't finished the post for the day, it's time to join the guys on the balcony with potato chips and wine.