We went to Valencia but it was closed

It was my turn to drive when we came into Valencia  (strangely, this is often the case when we arrive at cities...)  There are 10 lane avenues, and roundabouts with just about as many lanes.  I did alright with these, but then I had to navigate the narrow streets of the old town.  I failed, and then the police closed the streets for an event.  Some very bad Spanish and showing the reservation got us through and then I sat in the car while mum and Janice went on foot to get me a guide.  We parked the car in another tiny, awkward underground car park and that's where it stayed until we were ready to leave.

Our first night we went to a nearby square for tapas and sangria (they had the lovely goats cheese and honey thing - this time with sultanas as well).  Mum and I then went for a wander round the old city at night. 

Then it was a fairly fast paced walk through the old city and to the park in the river.  There used to be a river here, but after flooding it was diverted.  The park now wends through the city like a river, complete with multiple bridges which have become part of the park, one covered in flowers, another old one surrounded a large pond, one with eagles underneath if you're inclined to look up.  The bike has tracks for cyclists, tracks for runners, paths for wandering (and they let you know if you're on the wrong one!) 

Our destination was the city of arts and sciences which has some great new architecture and, apparently some great museums.  They were shut and looking a little abandoned apart from a man vacuuming the gigantic pool, and a few security guards, gardeners, and tourists.  Even finding a toilet was difficult.   

We were pushing it for time on the way back, but I finally let them stop for breakfast when we were close to the apartment.  It was one of the best  (and best value) breakfasts of the trip.  Cafe con leche, zumo de naranja naturales, croissant, and yoghurt and fruit - all served very quickly and in a nice small square.

On our way out of the city, we stopped at the beach.  The marina was very pleasant with the abandoned America's Cup bases and some nice super yachts although much of the marina had the air of being shut, and then onto the beach.  There are several sand sculptures, a massive beach and loads of cafes.  More coffee, juice and croissant, and a walk in the water before we headed on the long long drive to Montserrat.

I would definitely visit Valencia again.  For a week.  At the beach.