Me alegró hace poco más de un mes, leer un articulo en el NY TIMES, sobre nuestra ciudad Valencia. Eso fué el pasado mes de Agosto. Pero mi sorpresa fué ayer al leer el periodico que volvían a nombrar a nuestra ciudad y sus virtudes. La verdad es que Valencia como el propio periodico indica se esta convirtiendo en la revelación turistica en España y una ciudad que esta creciendo muy fuertemente a nivel turistico.
El periodico desgraciadamente no cita que nuestra Lengua sea el valenciano, pero al menos no dice que sea el catalán, como muchos medios de comunicación ignorantes otras veces dicen. Aqui teneis el texto( esta en ingles, si alguien quiere, trabajaré un poco y lo traduciré; y si alguien lo traduce por mi...mejor, ):
By JULIA CHAPLIN
Published: September 17, 2006
AS Madrid and Barcelona become more expensive and crowded, intrepid travelers are rerouting to Spain’s third-largest city, Valencia, as a haven from the overly designed and trendy. The center of the laid-back refuge is in Barrio del Carmen, the slowly reviving ancient quarter with winding brick streets where young gypsies perform flamenco guitar solos and old men are glued to transistor radios.
Artists and expatriates have restored the Baroque and Gothic buildings in the Barrio del Carmen
The New York Times
“It’s cosmopolitan, but at the same time it’s still naïve,” said Kaoru Katayama, a Japanese artist living in Spain who had just moved to Valencia from Barcelona.
Over the last decade, artists and expatriates have been restoring the old Baroque and Gothic buildings, and are setting up pocket-size cafes, bars and art galleries, each with its own homespun character. Amazingly, despite the influx of international cognoscenti, there’s hardly a trace of the global hip industrial complex that usually follows, like American Apparel shops, boutique hotels and Internet cafes playing Café del Mar ambient music. Newcomers hope that won’t change when the 32nd America’s Cup (www.americascup.com) descends on the city in June 2007.
During the day, duck into hole-in-the-wall art galleries tucked among the ornate churches and fragrant orange trees. They may seem like someone’s house; they often are. Espai Visor (Palomar, 8; 34-96-392-23-99), which exhibits local and international photographers, is on the fourth floor of a rickety apartment building where the owners live. Art is hung in a narrow hallway, and during receptions, the crowd spills out onto the terrace, which is just a slanted roof with some plants.
Nearby, Galeria Rosa Santos (Bolseria, 21; 34-96-392-64-17) occupies the entire four floors of a renovated town house with videos and installations by young artists.
For quick and inexpensive snacks, try any of the family-run tapas bars like Tasca Ángel (Calle Purisima, 1 Bajo; 34-96-391-78-35) where crowds, standing by thin counters above beer kegs, shout orders for cod with red pepper and alcachofas plancha (grilled artichokes) like Wall Street traders on the exchange floor. Bar El Pilar (Moro Zeit, 13; 34-96-391-04-97), which opened in 1917, has pink-and-black-tiled walls, old galleonesque wine racks and waiters who look like retired matadors. Few dishes exceed four euros ($5.24 at $1.31 to the euro).
At night, usually after 11 p.m., the Barrio del Carmen comes to life. Metal gates are pulled up to reveal countless tiny bars like Nou Carxofa (Carrer Baix, 42; 34-96-391-02-9, which caters to the considerable gay crowd in the city. It resembled a Spanish version of Brokeback Mountain with retro orange diner swivel stools, turquoise painted walls and country and western music lilting off the iPod.
Another bar, Radio City (Santa Teresa, 19; 34-96-391-41-51; www.radiocityvalencia.com), has D.J.’s who spin exotic hybrids of French-African hip-hop and remixed stoner dub. It’s the closest thing in Valencia to a Euro disco, but only because it has three bars and a dark, makeshift area for dancing. There are no guest lists or velvet ropes.
Or just sit outside in the lazy starlit plazas with a chilled agua de Valencia, a local drink made with fresh-squeezed orange juice and sparkling white wine. It’s a cherished pastime so simple that it somehow feels exotic.