Saturday, 29 October 2016

Teruel

A five hour cruise from Biarritz over the Pyrenees, by passing Zaragosa to end up in Teruel the capital of Aragon, once over the cloudy hilly bit temps rose, it is now a sunny 25C.

On the outskirts of Teruel there is an airport without check in desks, here aircraft from around the world are stored in the dry air, awaiting the right conditions to go back into service or to be stripped of valuable spare parts.




At the hotel I used my newly acquired language skills at reception, unfortunately the vague look on the staff member had me reverting back to speaking my native tongue sllloooowwwwlly & loudly... he speaks English ...phew....more practise required.

Plaza Del Torico
Moorish tower

Teruel

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