22 degrees and sunny in Valencia today, with a strong wind that assisted me with great gusto down the old riverbed - now a palm-filled garden that meanders down to the sea - on my rental bike, which I have named Gertrude. I had proper paella (paella comes from Valencia) with traditional chicken, not fish as we consider 'the norm'. And a whole jug of sangria filled with juicy wedges of Valencian oranges, because the walrus-moustached, bull-shouldered waiter suggested it with such a sparkle in his eye. If you need warmth, if you need culture and soul, to eat well and cut loose, be sure to try Valencia.
22 degrees and sunny in Valencia today, with a strong wind that assisted me with great gusto down the old riverbed – now a palm-filled garden that meanders down to the sea – on my rental bike, which I have named Gertrude.

I had proper paella (paella comes from Valencia) with traditional chicken, not fish as we consider ‘the norm’. And a whole jug of sangria filled with juicy wedges of Valencian oranges, because the walrus-moustached, bull-shouldered waiter suggested it with such a sparkle in his eye.

If you need warmth, if you need culture and soul, to eat well and cut loose, be sure to try Valencia.