Anniversary in Zaragoza!

Today I am writing my 50th entry online....what a nerd. Last night I arrived in Zaragoza at 9pm to find that all the hostels were booked out and that the only means of sleeping on a bed was by paying 80 euro for a hotel. So I trudged out of the city and lay down behind some bushes in a paddock and dozed off. Leading up to this point; for the last couple of days I have been in Madrid, which is where I decided to go after wanting to leave Valencia. Madrid is a vast metropolis of old blended with new. It´s prices are particularly high so I decided to get out after only two days of staying there. During the first night I met a Dutch man named Jella and we had a few beers together and chilled out in the hostel. Later we went out for a beer and we met a group of ladies who told us that we could stay at there house the next night. So the next morning, Jella and myself packed up and shipped out of the hostel to meet the ladies from the night before. They took us back to their place and we had wine, played crazy Spanish card games and had homemade Tapas for dinner. It was a great experience and a good laugh trying to discuss topics for my Spanish is not very sharp.....as blunt as it gets to be honest. Well the next day I jumped on a bus to Zaragoza in hopes of eluding the instense prices in Madrid and now I find myself fed up on toast at 11am after watching an old bitter man order and polish off his beer this morning in a nice little cafe in the city centre. Today I think I will trudge around Zaragoza and then jump on a bus back to Barcelona. I have decided not to trek Morocco and to stick to my original plan......if only the euros would stay a little longer in my pocket.