Rusty White, a van on tour

The drive to Altea took a little longer than we expected, but getting close to town was really amazing. The scenery is very beautiful, with the white hoses appearing along the coast. So we arrived in Altea relatively late for our liking, just before 8pm. We like to get to places with plenty of daylight to spare, just so we can get our bearing of the new place, find a good spot to park and so on. And since, sad as it is, days have started to get noticeably shorter, 8pm really only left us an hour of daylight. Which my human used to quickly go to the nearest supermarket to get some essentials. Before arriving in Valencia, we had used up pretty much all of our fresh food so the little fridge could have a little rest for a few days. We parked on a huge, 500 spots large communal parking place only five minutes from the beach and town center. Next to us stood a gigantic Humvee with a German number plate. And I mean gigantic. I know, I'm not a big player in this game, but usually I don...

Madrid makes no sense. That's what my human was told by two differnt people. On of them her BlaBlaCar driver with whom she went to the capital. Yes, that's right, I wasn't invited to come. But considering that the city is kinda smack bam in the middle of the country and we would have had to drive there and then back to continue our trip along the coast, and the fact that traffic in Spanish cities is no fun, especially the roundabouts, I wasn't taking it too personal. Also the fact that I could stay where I was, at Javier's family home, nicely covered and shaded, influenced the decision.  The second person to say that Madrid makes no sense was a tour guide. And he should know, right? A fortress was built in the 9th Century where Madrid is today as an outpost to Toledo, 70km to the South, by Emir Muhammad I. The idea was to use this strategic point to protect Toledo from Christian invasion and also as a starting point for Muslim offensives. The next few Centuries were...