We had a 12 kilometer ride to get to Benicassim which seemed like no big deal. Excited to go such a short distance. We rode through the ever so empty town on our way to basically the other side of a small mountain. Rode along the beach on a path and cut over to the road. We debated staying on the bike path along the ocean for they always seem to leave us at a turn around. We headed up the mountain and very shortly after we began walking/pushing our bikes since it was very steep. Luckily very few cars drove by. Extremely exhausted we reached the top to a beautiful view. To the left, creepy twilight zone town, to the right Benicassim with people around. Joe and Seth looked around the corner to see if we had more hills to walk. The good news they said that it's just downhill from here. The other news is that we could of taken the bike path all the way there. Well, the ride down the mountain was fun and once we got on the bike path, it was awesome. Carved between two rocks it went, old castles along the coast, no cars, and flat as can be. Once in town, we had our favorite, patas bravas and cervasa. A local came up and bought us a round and Seth a coke. People are so nice in Spain. Then we stayed with a really neat chick named Paula. She's a sailor mate. Sounds so fun to sail around the world and be one with yourself, others, the weather, and all together go with the flow. It was very sweet she put us up in warm beds for the night and great conversation.
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