valencia

back in los mols, i spent the last nights in the yurt and once in the bender that geoff had made from the bamboo cane by the 'river'. a misunderstanding between me and dave made me miss the bus from sorbas to barcelona, but dave made up for it by driving me into vera just in time to catch the murcia bus. and whilst waiting for the connection to valencia, i got in a traveller's lunch of a barra filled with calamares in salsa americana followed by a banana. the one cheap train connection to barcelona had already gone when i got to valencia, and so the usual busking here. valencia, always a passing through place 'cos i never have enough to complete the whole trip from the south to barna. however, i managed to get rid of the moroccan dinars burning a hole in my wallet for a couple of years now courtesy of the czech guys at los mols. just enough to pay tim for the skin and for the two buses and train. worked out cheaper than the overnight direct bus from sorbas which i missed.
i got directed to the el carme district and befriended an argentinian 'glass ball' artist, passing them from hand to hand and around the body as if they weren't there... definitely a crowd-pleaser. i asked if he knew a squat here but he couldn´t help, his brother tried to find me a place but it looked like a paying backpacker hostel... asking some more likely-looking people and it seemed the centro sociale okupa was down by the beach, a long way off.... in the end i found a dark quiet corner hidden by some bushes and kipped rough, like a dog.
in the morning, i got the train, had to change at l'aldea-amposta, but finally got into barna-passeig de gracias in the afternoon.