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About Valencia

I’m strollin’ – thinkin’ about Larry Gopnik. Poor schmuck – wife dumps him. Me? I’m happier – scopin’ tail. Found this chick once – total knockout. Red heels – clickin’ loud. Asked her – “How’s business?” She laughs – “Mister, it’s a mitzvah!” Straight outta the Coen flick – I swear. Cracked me up – sharp gal. But – damn – prices? Pissed me off. Fifty bucks – for what? Quick hustle – no soul. Greedy – like Sy Ableman stealin’ your life.

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Stay away from this hotel you will only have a bad experience and if you complain about anything it only gets worse for you and they keep your deposit.

I gotta spill a secret: There's a hidden gem near Calle de las Maravillas, a tiny, almost invisible coffee spot that serves the best cortado ever. Only the locals know. I get there when I feel low – it’s my pick-me-up when code and life get all tangled.

The rain in Spain is mainly in the Canary Islands!