The next videos are online now.
Calatayud Campsite in Spain and a view of Calatayud from the Castle on the hill are two videos that can be found on my latest video page here:
Europe Video Album – Page 6

Sunday 9th August 2009 – Spain
The thunder and lightning raged for a long while, eventually letting up at around midnight. For some strange reason, my alarm had set itself for midnight, and as I awoke, startled by the unexpected ringing in my ears, the rain had all but stopped. Oddly, though, people then began to come out of their tents and carry on their conversations. Kids even started playing again around the campsite. Don’t these people ever sleep!?

Saturday 8th August 2009 – Spain
My phone has been playing up the past couple of days, and important texts that people are sending me, are not arriving on my phone. One such text was from dad, detailing the Western Union money transfer that was sent last night. I had no idea about the text until this morning when I managed to contact home. But all details were now in my possession, and I was now able to get a bit of money.

Friday 7th August 2009 – Spain
The object of the day today was to get back to the Calatayud campsite, collect my new bank card, and set off on my way to the rest of my trip. It was, however, very different.

Wednesday 5th August 2009 – Spain
I’ve been thinking a lot the past couple of days about cutting the trip short and coming home. It hasn’t gone as I had expected it to, and the thought of having to wait any longer for my card is beginning to cast a shadow over the experience. I know it isn’t a possibility at the moment as I need to be here for when the card arrives, but reassuring texts from the family have made me realise that this is just a blip, however …

Tuesday 4th August 2009 – Spain
My parents were told by FedEx that my card would be with me by Thursday, so I had an idea to make use of my time, and the money my parents had wired to me, and have a couple of days down in Barcelona by the beach.

Sunday 2nd August 2009 – Spain
Loud music, laughing and shouting from a nearby tent kept me awake until 6am, and at 7am, the talking began again as people started to wake up, so one hour sleep for me. It was doubly great as I had a long day ahead of me, and I was already shattered from the lack of sleep from many previous days. But I guess this is all part of travelling, and at least I was having a good time and seeing many things along the way. …