spain

We left Reading Festival just after midnight on the final day so we had enough time to catch our plane to Spain. The pain of sitting though a flight hungover and without much sleep was made slightly more bearable by the fact that we were flying into a sunset, and boy was it pretty. 

After two of days in Valencia I said goodbye to the boys and caught a couple of rides up the coast to hang out on the beach in La Pineda, which was shortly followed by our rendezvous at a skate hostel in Barcelona.