Travelled : 127km
Visited: Soria
Stay: Soria- free parking, no services GPS N41.76769 W2.45391
After dinner last night we had a brief walk through Aranda and the squares and restaurant/cafe/bars were full of people of all ages. It certainly brings to life the town.
Again it was an easy drive along the N122 to Soria. Along the way we saw many ruined hill top fortresses and watched the landscape go from large wheat fields to smaller undulating country side.
We found a Leclerc coming in to town and we try and get our fuel from there as it is always so much cheaper. After a bit of shopping, Mark realised that the Bombers were playing, so we went to McD to use their wifi.
From here camy took us out on the ring road to the allowed parking spot for motorhomes. At the time we were a bit nonplussed, but we're quite relieved she had done so when after parking Bluey we walked into town. A first it seemed like a ghost town like the few other towns we had passed earlier that day, but as we got closer in to the centre the noise level went up along with the people population. It was fiesta day and it seemed it had been going for a while because most were well and truely drunk but still having a good time. We had a stroll around and a couple of drinks but we felt we had crashed a party that was nearly over. So we slowly walked back to Bluey passing via the main sites of the town and hoped that our quiet spot next to the Duero River remains peaceful for the night!
We found a Leclerc coming in to town and we try and get our fuel from there as it is always so much cheaper. After a bit of shopping, Mark realised that the Bombers were playing, so we went to McD to use their wifi.
From here camy took us out on the ring road to the allowed parking spot for motorhomes. At the time we were a bit nonplussed, but we're quite relieved she had done so when after parking Bluey we walked into town. A first it seemed like a ghost town like the few other towns we had passed earlier that day, but as we got closer in to the centre the noise level went up along with the people population. It was fiesta day and it seemed it had been going for a while because most were well and truely drunk but still having a good time. We had a stroll around and a couple of drinks but we felt we had crashed a party that was nearly over. So we slowly walked back to Bluey passing via the main sites of the town and hoped that our quiet spot next to the Duero River remains peaceful for the night!
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