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Day 2 - Cornito, Spain to Benicàssim, Spain

June 22, 2026 - biked 61 km (38 mi) - biked 116 km (72 mi) total

We stopped just following bike paths in the beach towns and finally made it to the EuroVelo route! Outside of the towns there are these nice orange-pole-d signs for every turn. In towns, you're on your own though.

We didn’t have any camp stove fuel to make breakfast, so we stopped at this local bar where everyone was almost twice our age. The bartender didn't have a menu, but showed us to the food warmer and we had an incredible garlic scape frittata and a fried fish.

We needed fuel so we went to this huge outdoor sporting store, Decathlon, that’s a combination of REI, Foot Locker, and Walmart. And guess what?!? They also had the same knives that the Spanish train confiscated. So we bought another pair.

At this Florida campsite, David whipped up this amazing dinner with our remaining groceries. It consisted of gnocchi and red sauce mixed in with finely chopped onions (thanks to our knife!) and canned tuna.

Afterwards we dipped in the Mediterranean Sea for the first time. Warm like a hug and refreshing like a sangria. Other than the stress of routing through malls and big box stores to get the stove fuel, it was a pretty chill day.

Day Negative 1 & 0 - Walking Madrid - Madrid, Spain

June 19-20, 2026 - biked 0 km (0 mi) - biked 2 km (1.2 mi) total

We walked. That we did for two days. That's what one does when we'd have to carry our bikes up and down five flights of stairs and there's nowhere to lock them up when we get wherever we are going. So our bikes rested while Sarah's new shoes were put to the test.

We did a walking tour, visited some markets, some free art museums, had lunch wine, tried to watch world cup games, and saw a Flamenco show.

It's a really great city to walk. We learned that whenever we are tired, we are actually hungry. That Irish pubs are too crowded with people watching soccer to actually watch soccer. And that the metro and wine should be this cheap every where.

We enjoyed the Flamenco dance the most. We enjoyed it in a very intimate space with about 20 other people. Three dancers, one singer and one guitar player expressed their heart and culture with such talent. They put so much effort. It was so visible in the sweat and marks on the stage.

As we watched the sunset, there was a little thunderstorm.

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