Nights aren't always the best time of the day to explore a new city, not especially on the first day of arrival. But when you're in a city like Valencia, where nights are balmy and breezy and people are all having a good time on the streets-- tipsy but not overtly drunk, happy but not overtly friendly-- the nights don't seem intimidating at all. In fact, as night falls over the amber-lit streets of Valencia, the city seems warm and inviting. So, armed with my camera and an unparalleled sense of adventure and curiosity, I set out to explore the streets of Valencia:
Ciutat Vella.
Lady selling horchata (spelled "orxata") by the pavement.
Well, well, if it isn't Paris.
Tucked away in a little lane were little people sitting on little chairs, sipping little mugs of horchata.
Night lights.
The council hall (I think).
Plaza del Ayuntamiento.
Curved alleyway.
One day I shall be back for their pinxtos.
Gazing towards the scientific facade of the city from my hotel room.
Buenos noche.
2 Durian(s) Thrown at Jun:
I wonder what orxata tastes like. And I love your night shots of the city... So romantic lah! :)
kenny: hmm... how to describe it to u... uh, creamy, sweet but with a tinge of something else... like almonds... or tigernuts (duh!). u have to try it for urself! come romance the night with me! :P
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