Viajunto

A couple of days ago Tamara told me that she would be going to the Tomatina festival. Everyone who doesn’t know it the festival where you throw tomatoes on other people. The whole thing looks like this. The festival takes place in a small village near Valencia. The festival itself only costs € 10 and initially I wanted to go there as well, sounds like a lot of fun. As it is that cheap it’s sold out really quicklz. Only thing left are Tomatina packages which means you get a shuttle bus starting in Barcelona, Madrid or Valencia or another place, or where a hostel in the village is included. Which, however, costs around € 90. Because of the festival we have like doomsday in the hostel. The line for the check in started even outside of the hostel. That’s why we volunteers may sleep tonight and last night in the office as there are no free beds left. At 6 am left the first bus to the festival. I didn’t hear anything at all but according to my colleague it was pretty rough,

… starts with a single step. That’s what they say. My journey lasted for almost 1,600 km now. I traveled through land, sea and air. Through land? Yes, I walked, rid trains and buses and even hitchhiked for a bit. Through air? Well, let’s just say that all the different scents make you wish you can fly away. And through the sea? Alright, I didn’t went through the sea but I spent a lot of time in the sea. I’ll leave it like that. Maybe one day I will travel through air and sea. My first step was already 23 days ago, a roller coaster for my feelings. But now, here in Valencia, I’ll settle down for a bit. Because I’m working for a hostel from now on. They don’t pay me, though, but at least I can sleep here for free and get something to eat every day. At first I’m getting comfortable in my hostel room. Never have I been so happy to be the only one in a room.