Day 6 already! We met up for breakfast and was teased by the Spanish as were only allowed the cold stuff and they had huge trays of bacon, still, they only charged us for one so we showed them.
We hit the road around 10 and took the long picturesque route to Zaragoza. We soon found some nice roads and as we were heading south the temperatures started to rise. We stopped by a nice lake and Cheesy felt the need to cool off so went in for a dip in his leathers.
Back on the road we hit some straight roads so Mark decided to stretch the bikes legs and clock up a new land speed record and managed 147mph before running out of road. We stopped a couple of times to get refreshments and accidentally parked our bikes around a mosque which blocked the entrance. This caused a bit of a scene so we had to move them. We felt safe from the cops though after seeing their vehicles:
There were a bunch of long necked eagles flying around, you may know them as storks, and we saw that they'd made a nest completely taking over a church. Tim thinks this is where they make the butter.
We arrived in Zaragoza late afternoon with the temperature a scorching 36C. The hotel woman told us to follow her to the garage and off she walked, we followed on the bikes as she squeezed between cars went down steps and into an elevator.
After freshening up we had a quick beer and then returned to the room for a siesta and blog writing session.
We hit the town on the evening and got something to eat in the square. Zaragoza is made up of list of little alleys with hundreds of bars filling them. As per everywhere else we've been, as soon as we arrived places started to close but it was Friday night so there were lots of others. It seems that most shops here sell knives, so we think the popular thing to do must be to go out for a bit of stabbing.
After dinner Mark and Steve had some ice creams and we started our bar crawl. We each had to pick a bar and we'd see whose was best. It was still quietist at this point but Tim started with a traditional beat up Spanish bar. We spent ages trying to order Vodka and Redbull and when we finally got them to understand they pointed out that this bar only sold red wine and one type of beer. Beer it is then.
It was then Cheesys turn and get was starting to feel the pressure and we had to double back at one point but then he came good. There was a busy discotheque that was spilling out into the street so we went in and ordered some drinks to find out we'd crashed a wedding. Cheesy tried to pretend that he was the brides uncle to get our drinks free but that didn't work so well as the bride was Spanish and also black. We were a little out of place as everyone else was dolled up to the nines and we were in t-shirts and shorts, we didn't let it stop us though, although we did have to hold Tim back from stealing the food.
We stayed in this place for a while before Mark had to find a bar. We headed back to 'bar street' and there was a tapas place where he ordered some beers from. As we were drinking pints it took them a while so two bar men did the drinks separately. We paid but only half the drinks were there, when we queried this the other barman had taken the drinks to the wrong table so he got a bit of a kicking.
This was a busy part of town and Cheesy spotted someone taking a photo, so we all got in the background to bomb it and got caught :)
It was Steve's turn now and it had just gone midnight so most of the places were closing, we walked around a bit and the pressure was building when he found a cool but dark bar playing some good music so we went in there.
It seems like it was prom night as there were lots of foetus' around getting smashed and hanging around doing random things like jumping off curbs, Tim saw one wating his packed lunch in the middle of the street at midnight.
After the drinks Tim fancied a good old kebab so him and Mark found a place and tucked in. We stood outside the hotel eating it and the night Portman saw us and thought we were up to no good and bolted the hotel doors. He soon saw the error of his ways though and let us in...
Tim clawed back the piss stop challenge today winning 2-1, it was a low scoring day today as the temperatures meant all fluids were sweated away. We were issued a challenge the other day to find the weirdest food name, there were a few contenders but we've settled for whipped ham from this menu:
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