Big Adventures, Little World

Mark, Sam and I were leaving for Valencia in Spain in the next few days, and Kate Dung and Luke leaving the day after that so we relaxed a bit at home and didn’t get up to much. Other than that, Troy arrived in London and came to stay with us for a bit before he was going on his own travels then meeting Kate and Dung in Barcelona after we had been to Valencia.

So it was off to Valencia, and it was to be expected to be one of the craziest things for La Tomatina, which is the world’s biggest tomato fight, but no one knew exactly how crazy and intense it would be. Mark, Sam and I arrived on the Monday, and just had a relaxing day on the beach, after walking about an hour and trying to find it from our hotel. The weather was beautiful, not a cloud in the sky, and about 38 degrees. The water was even better, so warm and just nice to lay around in it. It was amazing. So we spent the afternoon laying on the beach and relaxing in the water until about 5.30 when we were starting to get a bit burnt and headed back to the hotel. After we got back the temperature kept rising, and got up to 44 degrees, and this was at about 7pm that night! We had a buffet dinner at the hotel then just relaxed in the room and had an early night to be up the next day to go to our next hotel with the Fanatics for the La Tomatina tour.

We didn’t have to check in to the next hotel until 2pm, and luckily our checkout wasn’t until 12pm, so we left it until then, and then off we went to find the Holiday Inn where we were staying with the Fanatics Tour Group. Once we got there, we got our Fanatics T-shirt and sunglasses then made the way to our room. Later that night we were making our way into town with the rest of the Fanatics to hit up a few bars and clubs. We got the earliest bus into the city and met some other cool people on the tour. In total there were about 1200 people on the Fanatics tour and everyone had their yellow Fanatics shirts on that night. Walking through the city of Valencia all you could see was a sea of yellow. The first place we went to was a bar called Fox Congo. It wasn’t too busy when we got there, in fact there was no one there but the staff, so we quickly changed that with our group and it only got busier and fuller with more yellow shirts throughout the night. We also went to another bar, a lot bigger and more like a club, but I forget the name of it. It wasn’t as good so after one drink there, we headed to the next bar that the Fanatics were going to. This was worse than the last one and was only about 5 people in there, so we left. I went with our new friend Shannon to get our second kebab for the night and after we sat down and ate it we headed back to Fox Congo to try and find the others. We had no luck, and being it was after midnight, and we had to be up bright and early the next day, and the last bus back to the hotel was at 1am, we decided to make our way back and get a decent night’s sleep.