Day 54-55: Valencia and cheesecake

Getting to Valencia at 5 am is death. We fall asleep on the sofa at our hostel- its 10 times more comfortable than the train! After a few hours of semi descent shut eye we head in search of breakfast. And then out to explore Valencia. It apparently is the town of oranges and they are proud of it- the whole train station is decorated with them. It also has a park running through the centre of the town that used to be a canal. Now it is full of fountains, paths, joggers, cyclists and a few soccer grounds. Poor Hannah got a big from something- perhaps a food thing and she ended up back in bed by early afternoon whilst Liz and I went out for a romantic dinner. The next morning Hannah was really crook. We took her to the doctors but they couldn't see her because (from what we understood) she's not a European citizen. They told us to take her to the hospital. Instead liz and I tried our luck at a pharmacy and they were much more helpful. We gave han the drugs and put her to bed ( where ahe made besties with damiano- the italian traveller who has run out of money so he stays in bed reading and only gets up to hunt for food) while we explored a little more. At the biggest food market in town i found a cheese cake. It was enormous and it was from  a cheese stall so it was real cheese. And it had a slab of melted chocolate on top. It made me feel slightly sick but it was worth it. Then it was train time again- off to Barcelona.