The camino has left me limping, feeling sorry for myself, and unable to continue...so where to next in beautiful Spain? Not wasting a minute, made a quick call to English friends Clare and Steve in sunny Valencia, and I´m booked in for two weeks of intense Spanish lessons to fill up my September. And intense they were! Valencia, birthplace of paella (originally made with rabbit, not seafood), surprisingly lacking in cheap fresh orange juice, but sufficiently student-ridden and laid-back, was the perfect place for my language sabbatical, made all the more welcoming by the chance to hang out with my lovely hosts and their awesome and adorable kids Havana and Pascal. We dove after coloured rings in the pool, attempted badminton on the beach, and even made our own poi, which Pascal preferred to use as
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