Next day we are happy to leave.  Valencia is good in parts, and I wouldn't grumble if forced to live there a few months, but it's a bit too large and amorphous for me.  I am happy to be on the train to Cuenca.  To avoid the AVE and it's prices and enjoy a slow journey,  we take the Madrid train from the small and hassle free Estacion San Isidre. 

Climbing slowly, we notice how green the countryside is.  I think Spain has had nearly as much rain as the UK.

Arriving at Cuenca station, we realise immediately we have arrived somewhere special.