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Day 3 Xàtiva to Valencia.

I am domiciled in an old Spanish house, off a cobbled street slick with rain. My host is an affable chap whose broken English is better than my broken Spanish and he welcomes me with a knowing pity. I have a huge bedroom containing 4 beds. Somehow I booked a family room. This makes it… Continue reading Day 3 Xàtiva to Valencia.