By Antonio Malara
Valencia was a much desired destination for me, I remember I discovered it while watching an F1 world championship race, one of the first years in which cars raced on that city street circuit. What struck me most was the modern architecture that could be seen, the white bridge and all those futuristic structures of the same color. In that time I discovered the genius of the Spanish architect Santiago Calatrava who had designed those unique works. What fascinated me was to see how they managed to insert those modern structures into a classic urban planning. Despite my strong interest in Valencia, passed many years before I was able to visit this city, which was slowly becoming a pipe dream. This because I could not find the partner for the trip, for one reason or another, no one wanted to accompany me to discover this city. About three years after the first offer, one of my friends agreed to travel with me to this destination. I planned the visit to Valencia for June 2017 and I managed to include three nights in Ibiza in the same trip. The Balearic island was also a much desired destination and I knew that going there from Valencia was an opportunity not to be missed given the short plane connection between the two places. Many years before the trip, I knew a person who had lived in the Spanish city who had explained to me a lot of things about the modern part of the city compared to the old one. All this gave me a particular motivation for this trip, in addition, studying the city, I discovered that Valencia also had an interesting nightlife, both from the point of view of normal clubs and from the point of view of adult entertainment. The trip would also have brought me back to Spain after seven years and in fact Valencia has sanctioned my definitive love for this wonderful land. In addition to the 2017 visit, I returned to Valencia for just one day in September 2021, in the period of the “Fallas”. I will tell about that trip in a separate post, a very special and singular day.
The adventure began with an articulated journey that saw several airports as protagonists. From my city we landed in Linate in the early afternoon and after eating a sandwich we took the bus to the center of Milan. From there we moved to the central station where another bus took us to the Orio al Serio airport. In this place we had our second quick meal before finally leaving for Valencia at 7:20 PM. The unique thing about this trip was that the flight from my city to Milan costed a lot more than the flight from Bergamo to Valencia. We arrived in Valencia around 10 PM and by metro, in about half an hour, we reached our hotel which was located in "Colon". That night I already had a special entertainment plan and after the shower, personally I went to a club with a relaxing walk. The "Felina" was ten minutes away from the hotel, this place was immediately interesting for its design. Soft colored lights, warm colored wooden furniture and lots of carpet. As I said in other posts, I don't particularly like this kind of place where I don't have much time to interact with the girl but that night everything went perfectly. I was with a young Spanish girl, very beautiful with long brown hair, thin but with the right curves. From the shower with her to the post-sex conversation, the perception of time was very broad and surreal. Later in the hotel I thought about that day and how it had ended. The first night in Valencia had been perfect, this city had managed to unite two people who lived in distant places and who had lived two totally different days, this thought fascinated me a lot.
Day 1 - Thursday
I had studied the map of Valencia and even if I had not been able to understand the travel time between one distance and the next, I was sure that the whole historic center could be explored by walking. For this reason, the first morning we left the hotel around 9:30 AM. There was a Starbucks nearby and we discovered that the opening time was 10:00 AM, this time was common to almost all businesses and after the initial disappointment we were refreshed because it was the signal that in Valencia we could live at night and wake up late. The first structure of interest we saw was "Plaza de Toros", because of its arches, it reminded me more of the Colosseum than the design of the "plazas" I had already seen and its position on "Colon" gave a feeling of "partial". I mean that although round, the Plaza de Toros at that point looked more like a high brick wall. On the next block, however, another much more beautiful structure immediately caught my attention. It was “Estació del Norde”, this straight-lined building was very wide to the point that with my super wide-angle lens I couldn't photograph it in its entirety. Made up of three blocks in relief, yellow and with brown frames, this station had a clock in the upper central part and above it an eagle (or something similar). We also visited it inside, where I liked it mostly for the organization of the station itself rather than the design.
From there, crossing the road to the north, after a couple of blocks we arrived at the "Plaza de l'Ayuntament". The City Hall remained on one side with respect to the square which was divided into two different sections. The one in front of the City Hall was almost square, the other was triangular in shape which featured a beautiful fountain in the center. What really struck me most was the flooring that was near the square, a kind of very smooth marble, and above all very clean, shiny without even the sign of paper and waste. For me this was worth more than design and many other things, on that floor you could sit for how clean it was, plus it was synonymous with order in general which promised well. After pausing for a while to take pictures of the fountain which was decorated in a circle with beautiful red flowers, we headed a little further towards another square that had attracted me to the satellite images but I didn't know how it was made.
“Plaça Redonda” was a small, perfectly circular square and was accessed by a small alley. In the center there was a fountain also round and basically all around there were souvenir shops. What I thought was a roof from above was actually a partial but always circular covering of the square. "Plaça Redonda" in reality was outdoors, a mini shopping center with an original design. Leaving the place, the next direction was the cathedral and to get there we passed through "Plaça de la Reina". Right at the crossroads of this square we saw on one side the "Torre di Santa Catalina" which was the bell tower of the church of the same name. There, we stopped to take some photos, the hexagonal tower was in Baroque style and was immediately noticeable not only for its beauty but also because it was surrounded by houses of different colors and styles. "Placa de la Reina" led to the cathedral where there was "El Miguelete", the bell tower very similar in design to the "Torre de Santa Catalina". This square, despite having a lot of greenery, I didn't like much, it was open to road traffic and then that day there were temporary markets that actually obstructed that little space for pedestrians. "El Miguelete" instead had an octagonal plan and in a Gothic style, up close it was really beautiful and imposing. The area there was very busy and full of people and the long queue to enter made us postpone the visit inside. In that part of Valencia, the streets became very narrow, we took one that went around the cathedral and I remember a very old and abandoned but beautiful building, in a very strategic position. The small road took us to “Plaça de la Mare de Déu”, a beautiful square with a completely marble floor. In this square I had the same impression, but much more amplified, than when I saw the marble sidewalk before arriving at the Ayuntamiento. I had never seen a floor as large, clean and shiny as this one! There too, one could sit as much as it shone. At the far side of the square there was "Font de Túria" a huge fountain with the presence of many statutes, the largest of which depicted a man lying on his side. Obviously as a childish person I had some pictures taken trying to simulate the same position of the statue; I don't think I succeeded in my goal, I looked more like an idiot than an imitator. That square was also the watershed between the historic center of Valencia and the newer residential area. However, we continued the journey through the narrow streets that in a short time brought us to the “Torres de Serrans”, where we arrived at about 11:30 AM.
The tower was one of the ancient gates of the city, at that point the area was very crowded due to the various restaurants and shops present. The structure on the side of “Carres dels Serrans” was designed with a series of very high arches and a staircase on the left. Crossing the central arch led to the opposite side of the tower and the other part of the city. The opposite side was totally different and in fact in style it was a castle with two towers. This view was decidedly more suggestive and crossing the road we immersed ourselves on the "Pont dels Serrants" a stone bridge in the same style as the tower. From there we enjoyed both taking photos sitting overhanging the bridge and taking photos with the best possible perspective on the tower. Back we went up to the top of the structure. Inside it was even more impressive than outside, a large staircase covered the overhang of a floor that was at least four meters long and in one room there were the thin cracks carved into the stone that were probably used to position the defense rifles. The terrace of the “Torre de Serrants” was very large and surrounded by walls with the typical design of castles. In the center, the flag of the "Comunidad Valenciana" was waving and all around it was not very crowded so it was ideal for enjoying the place in peace. The top of the tower was very interesting because it had two views from where you could see the difference in urbanization between the old and the new city. I remember with much nostalgia the visit to the top of the tower, it was a moment of calm and relaxation as well as contemplation. On the ground floor, before continuing our exploration, we stopped to take pictures next to the central door which was made of wood and at least three meters high, I don't remember ever having seen any so high.
Through the narrow streets of the historic center, in a path that I had studied in detail, we headed to the building of the "Llotja de la Seda". I wanted to see this building mainly for an aesthetic reason and for its historical importance. Since 1932, the "Llotja" has been a historical and artistic monument and the Gothic building was declared a World Heritage Site by Unesco in 1996. First of all, I was struck by its location; in fact, although the building occupies a large block, on one side it overlooked a very narrow street. My interest was to see it from the outside and then maybe plan a visit inside for another time. I must say that the building, on the side of "Calle La Lonja", was not easy to appreciate. Its high windows and especially the immense door could not be observed in the best way because there was not enough space at the source. Worse still to photograph it, I think I took the worst photos of the “Llotja”. Fortunately, the building also overlooked "Placa del Mecat" where despite being partially covered by tall trees, it could still be appreciated sufficiently. However, precisely at that point I was most impressed by two buildings of different architecture; part of the "Mercat" and the back of the "Eglesias de Sant Joan del Mercat". The church was all in stone and had a central bell tower and a clock, then decorated with many statues and even more beautiful, the whole low enclosure wall. The “Mercat”, on the other hand, was striking for the iron elements that decorated the windows. We walked around to see the entrance to the church which was a bit disappointing; very flat except for a large circle engraved above the central door. After that visit we went back to "Calle de les Mantes", next to the "Llotja" and we ate the best paella ever, to date I have not tried any better.
The last destination of the day was the "Torres de Quart", another gate of the old city wall that was located at the extreme east of the historic center of Valencia. We got there around 2:30 PM as we were used to by now, from a narrow street. This tower was practically identical to the “Torre de Serrants” but smaller and above all “wedged” in the middle of narrower streets. Let's say that I had a bit of the same feeling as when we arrived at "Llotja", however, the very street on which the front of the tower overlooked was sufficiently wide. In other words, crossing that road we had a decent view of the Tower. The "Torres de Quart" also had a staircase leading to the top, however the access was closed, so we left the area after a short time. On the way back, we took a street that was full of murals, some time later I discovered that the small streets adjacent to it were covered with this form of art. Unfortunately, during my stay I did not know this detail so I lost the opportunity to admire these colorful murals and take interesting photos.
Later while I was resting in the hotel I realized that practically in half a day we had managed to tour the whole historic center of Valencia, this was definitely a good omen and for the benefit of fun. That evening, before dinner, it was precisely the fun I was aiming for. I knew another place in the same style as the "Felina" and I headed there in the late afternoon. The place was named "Evenonce" and from the outside it was a common residential building with a modern conception. Even inside and up to the waiting room, "Evenonce" was a common apartment like any other, except for a bar on one side of the waiting room. What changed were the rooms, always modern but set up with soft lights, mirrors on the ceiling and showers just a few steps from the bed. I was there with a very beautiful Spanish girl with generous curves, for those who knew her, that girl, in her physique, resembled the Italian actress Serena Grandi at the peak of her career. That was my "aperitif", dinner was a "cut of beef" in a restaurant near our hotel, an area full of dining places where we practically dined every night.
But the second night in Valencia did not end with dinner, this Spanish city reserved entertainment that went beyond that. That night I went to a town called “Catarroja”, there was an adult entertainment night club, the “Sala Max”. This club was perfect, from the outside it looked like a temporary room adjacent to a hotel. Inside, it developed underground and the terrace was the building that I saw on the ground floor before entering. At the "Sala Max" I found my ideal climate, many beautiful girls, a few men and all the girls inside treated me in a special way. That night I will have been with two or three girls that I vaguely remember, however I perfectly remember two other blonde girls who always walked together. One of them especially struck me a lot but that night they were both wary, aloof and reluctant to start a conversation.
In the early hours of dawn, while I was returning by taxi to the hotel, I was thinking about the magic of Valencia, only two nights and one day had passed and I not only fell in love with the city for its aesthetics but also for its entertainment. I went to bed satisfied, thinking about the places I still had to visit and that blonde girl I had to seduce.
Day 2 - Friday
In a way, I loved challenges and that friday of our second day of visits in Valencia, the euphoria of the day before led me to take a gamble. Finally it was the day that would take me to visit the “Ciudad de las Artes y las Ciencias” and despite being quite far from our hotel, I decided in agreement with my friend, to get there by walking. This was also due to the fact that I wanted to visit "Parc Gulliver" which was on the way to our destination so walking would have made things more tiring but easy. We had breakfast at Starbucks around 10:30 AM and then we headed to "Parc Gulliver".
I discovered this park thanks to google maps and in reality it is precisely from the map that it shows itself in the best way. In fact, the park was the gigantic image lying on the ground of the character invented by Jonathan Swift. The structure that represents Gulliver was arranged in a dirt circle large I believe hundreds of meters and the body itself serves as a playground. I tried to photograph the structure from the raised point of view of the "Pont del Regne", from where you can perceive the right arm and leg, while part of the cloak becomes a huge slide at the height of the abdomen. That park was a very original idea and given my childhood nature I wanted to explore it up close, not only to photograph it but to play with the children present there. We spent about fifteen minutes of fun there where personally I was not ashamed to stand in line behind the children to jump off the huge slide. The details of that construction were original and being close to accessories like the hat or the shoe in a giant size, made me laugh because of the proportions.
The park as well as the "Ciudad" was located on the old river bed that cut the city in the north. The course of the river has in fact been diverted to the south and the old course of the river has been filled and a beautiful and original green park has been created. The “Ciudad” was a visionary work designed by Santiago Calatrava. In the midst of various futuristic design buildings, there were museums, cinemas, restaurants and many entertainments. "The Oceanogràfic" was also a real reserve of many mammal and aquatic species.
Following the path of the park that remained below the city street, we headed towards our destination which showed itself in a unique way with the view of the “Palau de Les Ats Reina Sofia”. The building was the backdrop to an artificial lake and the green all around, this white-colored work, for me represented a sort of alien spaceship that could be seen in the distance. As we got closer, I would have taken a hundred photos in all possible perspectives, even with the modern buildings in the background. I wanted to see that building up close, not knowing that in the end the best perspective was the one from afar. Arriving right under that sort of "spaceship", in fact, the structure was so big that I couldn't really appreciate it. Also due to the design, one had the effect of being sucked into the structure, an original feeling but that did not give a sense of wholeness.
The place was dominated by the white of the various structures and the turquoise of the swimming pools and with this term I refer to the lakes that surrounded the structures themselves. The ceramic materials present near the parts of the water had a very clean appearance. This led me to play with the surface in order to make me take more original photos. There I performed in one-hand push-ups, a position with only the torso touching the floor and then on the other side of the "Pont de Montolivet", I used two railings and hung as if they were the parallel bars of gymnastics. It wasn't enough for me to explore that place immersed in the artificial white, I had to perform in strange poses that were suggested by that place for some strange reason.
We passed by "l'Hemisfèric" and stopped by the "Museu de les Ciències" where a huge structure recalled in its design the profile of an aquatic animal. Then, with a lot of enthusiasm on the part of my friend, we went up to the upper level where was located the "Umbracle”. This was a uniquely designed semi-covered park, where a series of white arches covered a very long rectangle. On one side of the "Umbracle" there was a disco-restaurant, on the other side there was the park. Formed by a double row of palm trees that outlined an pathway flanked by plants and greenery, the park took on a different identity thanks to the arched roof. In fact, they gave that different touch that diversified any park with palm trees and plants. Inside there were also modern statutes covered in ceramic but in the end what was most striking was precisely that cover, simple but which personalized and gave a personal perspective to the park.
Outside the “Umbracle” there was another interesting installation, it was the "Jardí d’Astronomia". It was a terrace where models relating to astronomy in general were exhibited. From the moon to globes with the celestial vault, the phases of the sun and things like that.
Before returning to the museum for lunch, we stopped to take photos of the "Pont l'Assut de l'Or" which had another large structure behind it, namely the “Agora". The tie-rods of the bridge looked like a huge white harp hanging in the sky due to its design. Behind it, the “Agora” recalled the design of the other structures but with a blue rather than white roof. We had lunch in the restaurant that was inside the museum and once finished we bought tickets for a show inside the Hemisferic. There I had the first disappointment! We saw a documentary by Jaques Cousteau and even if the cinema was very nice, everything else was not going well. The headphones were malfunctioning, so we could not appreciate the acoustics. Besides this, I think the documentary was one of the most boring ever produced by the French explorer.
Before leaving we visited the Oceanogràfic from outside, the visit of which we had planned for the following day. After after that, always walking, we returned to the hotel for a well-deserved rest before repeating the night of the previous day. That evening, sitting in the restaurant, I planned the mission I had for the night, in what I called "Round 2" of the Sala Max. That night in fact I absolutely had to stop and spend time with the blonde girl who hadn't given me confidence the night before. That night, I managed to attract the attention of the two girls, I was able to establish a three-way conversation. I ended up in the room with my blond idol and the experience was super positive; although I liked her so much, I don't remember her name, but I remember that she was one of the "top" girls that I could seriously marry! But that night did not finish surprising me and I remember that when I was ready to leave, I met a Hungarian girl. She struck me not only for the beauty but because after a short conversation she told me that I was not the type of guy for those places. In short, that night I managed to fall in love twice in a few hours! Although it had been a “copy” night of the previous one, those nights still had distinct notes, characterized precisely by the different girls. The third night in Valencia was another success, like a tennis player when he wins a Grand Slam.
Day 3 - Saturday
On Saturday morning we woke up very late, the crazy nights were starting to take effect and therefore the alarm clock sounded later and later the next day. We arrived at the Oceanogràfic around noon after a long walk. This time, rather than going through the park, we took the road to the surface, to go faster and have a different perspective. The place was well organized, and after a smooth queue to get the ticket we entered the park. The Oceanogràfic was an artificial place but with a lot of personality. The park had a tropical feel with lots of greenery, plants and fake rock built parts. The red brick flooring gave a sharp contrast to the environment dominated by the green and blue of the lakes. We stopped in one of them to take pictures with a particular background. There was a glimpse where we could see the "Zones Humides Aviari" a large white sphere that housed the birds, the “Agora” in the background and part of the lake on the right. Unfortunately we decided not to visit the location of the birds because there was too much line, we limited ourselves to seeing the specimens that were near the transparent net.
The locations for the observation of aquatic species were essentially underground, in correspondence with the lakes that could be seen on the surface. In practice, for example, you could see the turtle swimming in the lake and then see it immersed in the water by going underground. There were also exhibitions between one location and another, for example we stopped to take pictures with the skeleton of a fish with giant teeth. Seeing those large mammals swimming from a privileged position was fun, they turned on themselves and turned upside down but in the end the show was repetitive even if the animals were different. The really exciting thing was the shark tunnel! It was exactly the structure that you see in the movie "Jaws 3", suddenly we found ourselves in the pool with the sharks. In fact, compared to the other locations that only saw a glass wall, in this one had been created a tunnel that literally passed at the base of the lake. In this way there was a complete view of the sharks, they were on every side and also above our heads. The fact that the tunnel was not large increased the feeling of being trapped with the sharks. At that moment I thought how reality could overcome fantasy, I remember when I saw the film that that tunnel looked like science fiction, seeing it really without knowing it existed, it was beautiful.
We alternated the visits inside with those in the open air and as we walked around we found ourselves in front of a full-scale model of a whale. It was interesting to take pictures there, especially with me as a reference in comparison to the whale. I had never seen anything like it and above all I did not believe that whales were so big. I don't know which species was represented, if the largest or even a normal one but those proportions were truly impressive. Another interesting area to visit was that of the penguins. The environment had been faithfully recreated, with parts of water and others of rock, with a semicircle shape. The penguins were really fun to watch, even though they had a limited walk, it was amazing to see them jump. In fact, they were able to make jumps towards parts of the rock that were higher up, with an agility and precision that was the opposite of their pace.
The last place we visited was the "Dolphinariums", a large area formed by a giant semicircular pool and three other smaller ones. Dolphin shows were held there but by the time we were it was completely empty, I don't know if any shows were planned for that day. The area, however, was very beautiful with the blue pools and white terraces. We had lunch right in the restaurant in that area which was 2:30 PM, our quick tour of the Oceanogràfic was over and all in all it went well considering the time we arrived at the park.
The next destination after having lunch was the “Malvarrosa” beach, to get there I had planned a journey to do by walking. This time because I wanted to see a residential area close to the “Ciudad”. To get there, we crossed the "Pont l'Assut de l'Or" and there was an unscheduled episode that gave me a lot of fun. After taking the photos from under the structure, I noticed that the tie-rods that from a distance gave the impression of a huge harp, could be a source of fun. These in fact started from the sidewalk and curved towards the other but not steeply. In other words, I behaved towards the tie-rod the same way a monkey would. I first clung to them upside down and then after taking off my shoes to increase grip, I began to climb over one of them as long as the curve allowed. Fortunately, no policemen came by to stop me and call me back for what I was doing, but people passing by were looking at me strangely.
We arrived at the “Malvarrosa” around 4:40 PM, proceeding on foot I noticed how the place was a mixture of old houses (some seemed uninhabited) and others completely new. It was clear that the area was undergoing a major redevelopment and when we reached the beach this aspect was evident. A large sidewalk and tall palm trees were the beginning of a brand new looking promenade. The beach was very deep and long, made up of very fine sand. It was amazing how people could be seen near the sea who were very small by virtue of the depth of the beach. The place was full of people and all around it was full of refreshment areas and small shops. That day was very hot and being in that context with jeans, shoes and a big camera in my hand, made me sad. At that moment I wanted to be in swimsuit, mix with the crowd and dive into the sea. This feeling increased when I saw a beautiful blonde girl, probably still underage. She laughed with friends and wore a thong that gave her a unique personality and independence. She showed her perfect ass with ease but I was out of place with my outfit, I limited myself to taking pictures regretting not having a telephoto zoom. That day on the beach we risked getting burned but we managed to get to the metro avoiding the worst. I have been thinking about that girl all the time and even now that I’m writing about her I always have in mind those two photos I took of her.
We spent the evening resting in the hotel and then we went out for dinner around 9:00 PM, that day we hadn't visited any girls and for the night we had decided to go to the disco then maybe based on how the night would go, we would have changed plans. The disco we had chosen was the "Umbracle" and despite having arrived at a decent time, we had some problems getting inside. Unfortunately you had to register online in time, this gave you the right to enter. We hadn't done anything like this so after many failed attempts, we joined a group of Italian girls who had the same problem. We pretended to be together and finally around 1:30 AM they let us in. The location was very beautiful because it respected the design of the structure open to the public, namely the palm trees and the arches. At the bottom was the dance floor and the bars, plus the services. The atmosphere was not bad but unfortunately it was a tourist disco, so despite the articulated form of invitation, there was any type of human being in the place. In general, the people were nice but also due to my friend's lack of predisposition to such places, we left the place after a couple of hours. Unfortunately my saturday night in Valencia was not like the previous days but this did not make me lose hope, on the contrary it was an extra motivation to do better the next day. I went to bed with this in mind and with the thought of the young blonde in a thong seen at the "Malvarrosa".
Day 4 - Sunday
We spent the fourth and last day in Valencia with relax as a priority. We started the day when it was already noon and I had planned a series of visits to places very close to our hotel that we had not yet seen. The first place was “Porta de la Mar”, a reconstruction of the old gate of the ancient city. The structure stood on a circular green space which in turn also served as a large intersection for car traffic. The “Porta” closely resembled that of the Alcalá in Madrid but was smaller. In general it was an original green space, a kind of green island. It would have been nicer, in fact, if at least part of the square was joined to the road in order to be easier to reach.
A short distance from the "Porta", there were two bridges with different characteristics; "Puente de Las Flores" and "Pont de la Mar". The first was a newer bridge, very simple in design but featuring a real central garden full of red flowers. In essence, the median between the two lanes was a red garden. The second, on the other hand, was a more classic bridge, which welcomed passers-by with a very large stone staircase with dynamic shapes. In fact, this staircase was pure design in itself, we spent a lot of time there to take pictures because it gave different perspectives based on our position. The bridge was also made of stone and this feature gave it a personal beauty. On the sides of the bridge there were a series of turrets, some of which were larger and housed statues inside. Although I love modern structures, I have to say that I liked this bridge more than all the others. Less scenic but certainly gave me a more powerful sense of work thanks to its stone construction.
After crossing "Pont de la Mar", we headed north and stopped to admire "Pont de L’Exposició". This bridge was another Calatrava work, completely white in color. The peculiarity of its design was a kind of inclined arch that was present only on one side. Although the structure was not particularly large, however, based on the perspective, the arch gave a different figure. Always proceeding northwards we arrived at the “Jardins del Reial”. This used to be a large green park but we basically only visited a part of it reaching the “Rosaleda”. This was a section where there were many different species of roses, each separated from the other. We explored the area until we reached a round fountain in the center. We arrived at the "Rosaleda" which was 1:30 PM, we stayed more or less 20 minutes and then we went to have lunch. That afternoon we went back to "Placa Redonda" to do some shopping and then we went back to the hotel to rest for a while.
The rest was necessary because before dinner I went back to "Evenonce" for the "aperitif". That late afternoon I was undecided whether to spend it with the girl I had met the first time there, or with a Dominican mulatto girl with generous shapes. I opted for the latter and after having fun in bed, once out of the room we joked a bit with her and other girls. It's strange how girls take a liking to me as if I were a child, probably because in the end, even in those contexts, I love to joke and make people laugh.
That night we had planned to spend it in a club we had heard of, the "Marina Beach Club". The name was already very inviting, it “smelled” of summer and sea and the fact that it was at the Malvarrosa thrilled me very much. We got there by taxi and once in front of the club, happened the exact opposite of what happened at Umbracle the night before. The steward at the door let us in right away, probably because of our outfit and our elegant ways. The club was just spectacular, the kind of place I like. All outdoors, with a large round dance floor, a DJ console with a giant screen, a private area, many bar corners and a swimming pool. In addition to this, the atmosphere was also pleasant considering it was sunday and the club was not particularly crowded. That night we met there one of the girls i knew at the Sala Max, we basically spent the night with her, as if we were old friends; dancing, drinking and taking pictures together. At the end of the night she also gave us a ride to the hotel with her car. The Marina Beach Club was really the kind of club I like, on the one hand I was happy to have discovered it but on the other I was upset that this happened on the last night. "The last" night in Valencia ended with formal fun not physical but it was okay anyway. The next day we left for Ibiza but the one with Valencia was just a "goodbye". In fact, on our return from Ibiza we had another night in Valencia, an obligatory stop because our flight would leave at dawn the next day. That night would be the thursday of the following week and that I will tell under the title of "bonus night".
Bonus Night - Thursday
Once returned to Valencia from Ibiza in the evening, and after checking in for one night, we went for dinner. The last night in the city was fo me the last night at the Sala Max and considering that the flight would leave at 5 am the next morning, the hotel room served more as a changing room. That night more than my blonde idol, I wanted to meet the Hungarian girl, she was the real target. Once I got in the club, I started looking for her but nothing, I didn't see her and not even our friend from the Marina Beach Club knew anything. I was little upset but we had to celebrate anyway and the circumstances led me to spend the first part of the night with my blonde idol, but this time at the same time in an epic threesome with her blonde friend. Even after them, the fun continued with other girls and I left the club around 3AM just long enough for another shower and then immediately to the airport.
The long-awaited visit to Valencia went far beyond my expectations, the time spent there passed quickly but lived intensely. I have very vivid memories in my mind, both of the places seen during the day and of the nightclubs. I also remember the round face of one of the reception guys. The places I visited were more beautiful live than what I had seen in photos or on television. This means that the trip was one of those where for some divine reason, everything goes in the right way. Valencia was certainly the city of pleasure but this doesn’t mean that it is purely a city to go as single guy. In fact, its beauty inspires and to have fun you have to go a little out of town so the city also lends itself to contemplation. The cleanliness, the order, the beauty of the alleys of the historic center and the frenzy-free lifestyle that makes the city wake up late in the morning, have consecrated my love not only for the city but for the entire nation. Thanks to the trip to Valencia, I slowly began to appreciate the Spain described by Hemingway, perhaps a little adapted to today's times but which still retains its traditions. Valencia was the turning point that led me to continue visiting Spain, loving it more and more, an admiration for this land that is consolidated over time.
Pictures: Antonio Malara
Camera: Nikon D800