Denia 6/19 - 6/26

Drive to Denia (near Alicante)-just ahead of us a large accident occurred as 2 vehicles were stuck in the side of the guard rail and had. Saw a Lamborghini, which zoomed past us at an absurd speed and then kilometers later was parked alongside the freeway looking at a map, apparently lost I guess.

Then later on we also missed an accident by perhaps 2 minutes. As we were driving along the freeway all the sudden we passed two cars lodged in the metal rail guard. One was facing traffic and we could see the guy in the front see as we passed them. We almost stopped but we realized we were not going to be a lot of assistance with our limited Spanish and no telephone.



We arrived at our hotel after a six hour drive safe and sound. We unloaded our bags and headed back into town to enjoy a dinner out while we still had the rental car. We stopped at what we thought was a nice restaurant. It was anything but. The poor waiter had about 9+ tables on this patio overlooking the Med. Sea and as we tried to order kept informing us that the items we wanted were not available at this time. Of a menu that a wide selection of food a fourth of it was actually available. It took about 20 minutes to get the bill once we were done eating. We were not fans.

Our place




Our rental unit did not have internet, and this we needed desperately as we needed to plan out our next excursions in Valencia, Barcelona, Pamplona, etc. So we walked around looking for a internet café for internet, with no luck. We did however, find an Australian bar with free wifi. Done and done. Called Sambori Bar with a picture of a kangaroo, it was quite comical situation. It was run by 2 Chileans and 1 Argentinean, and had signs for the famous Australian beer Foster’s, but did not even have it, in fact they only had Budweiser on tap! 3 South Americans, in an Australian bar, serving North American beer- amazing!

We quickly made friends with the Argentinean, who worked everyday, as we needed internet everyday and stopped by to watch a world cup match or two. Renè lives in Valencia about 1 hour north of Denia. He was very kind and helpful and gave us a great opportunity to practice more Spanish.


Our bar





Besides from our time using the internet we also went to the beach everyday to enjoy some sun and enjoy the freezing Med Sea. We took the bus into town one day and bought our bus tickets for Valencia and did some shopping. It was a nice change from the Southern part of Spain as there was more Spanish spoken than English and it wasn’t until the 4th or 5th day there that we even really ran into any Brits.

Our beach




Funny sign