With our December holidays drawing to a close, my family and I arrived at the final cruise destination on metropolitan Spain: Valencia. The third-largest city in the country, it’s famous for hosting many international events (as it has many venues) and its world-renown dish, paella. I was particularly excited to see what Valencia had in store for us, and to try the authentic, signature dish!
From our time in Italy over the past December vacances, my family and I were moving on to Spain as part of our cruise’s excursion around the Mediterranean. Our first stop was at Palma de Mallorca, on the island of Majorca not too far from the Spanish coast. Also simply known as “Palma,” it’s the largest city on the largest island of Spain, and especially touristy (particularly Brits and Germans) to vacation away.
My first time in the capital of Spain was during my first year as an assistante last year. Although I have since gone back and revisited just this past December during the winter holidays (which you can read about in parts 1 and 2 here), and even though I essentially went to the same places as I’d done the first time around, I thought that I would recap my adventures traveling solo from last year’s visit, as means of offering a comparison with my second visit, which was with my family.
Although I was in Barcelona for only three nights during last year’s vacances d’hiver, so much had happened in terms of what I saw, what I did, and what I ate that it merits a second post just to cover them all!
Towards the end of my first week of vacances d’hiver last year as an assistante, I headed over to warmer climates as means of escaping the Normandy cold. After a few days in the southwest of France (namely, Bordeaux, Pau, and Toulouse), I hopped over the France-Spain border to make my way to the latter country, for even more pleasant weather.