Continuation

After we regained some strength and assessed the situation, we headed back to Cat’s.  Right as we got to the hostel, we saw the gang.  Perfect timing.  We told them the situation and they agreed (rather they did not refuse) to let us sleep in their already over-crowded 10-person room.  Once that had been settled we went to Prado the museum.

For dinner (at midnight) we went to a place called Mex Mex and I had the world’s best nachos. Ever. Our Peruvian waiter, Diego (my new boyfriend), thought I was ordering the nachos for the table.  He was greatly mistaken.  I ate the entire plate.  Diego was impressed and said no one had ever done that before.  Embarassing? I think not.  Quite a feat, in fact.  My picture is hung upon the wall of Mex Mex.  Maybe. You’ll never know until you go there.
Then we came back to the hostel and went to sleep.  A few of us had to share beds and sleep “butt to face” in the words of Jefe.  Definitely not the best night of sleep.

Day 3
Half of the group had an 8 o’clock train so they got up at 6:30 and “quietly” packed their things.  They collectively agreed to not turn on the light to let the others sleep.  It would have been a nice gesture if they weren’t talking loudly and throwing things and dropping things.  Oh well, it’s not like we were sleeping anyway.  At around 9, Alicia, Caroline and I snuck out of the hostel. Not only am I famous in Spain for my nacho-eating ability, but I am a fugitive for not paying for a night in Cat’s Hostel.  Crazy times.

We took the 5-hour train ride back to Cadiz and did some souvenir shopping in record time so as not to be late for check-in time.  We had to wait in line for about 25 minutes to get on the ship, but none of us received Dock Time.  Dock Time is when you come back late for check-in on the ship and you are forced to stay on the ship for a few hours at the next port.

It feels good to be back on the ship with a shower, my own bed, and free meals. The waves are really rough right now and I’m sliding all over the place.  Ah, to be at sea again. I can’t believe Spain is over and that I will be in Morocco in two days. 

Amazing.