After a bit of unguided touring of the majority of the roads that lead into and out of Valencia I finally managed to arrive at the rendezvous point where I was due to meet up with Ricardo, the world famous protechnician, to be escorted to his fireworks factory. He now thinks that I'm a little insane after his questioning a little along the lines of; you come to Spain, drive into Valencia with no hotel booking, where did you stay? Yes a nice little hostal in the old part of town. Where did you eat? oh a couple of nice resturaunts around the old town? But you don't speak Spanish, how did you do this? Mate it was OK. How did you get to the America's Cup? Oh on the Metro. You travelled on the Metro,
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