We started off today
wandering around the neighborhood of our little hostel. Breakfast was had at a
café in the nearest Plaza, where we discovered that breakfast here is very
light and usually bread-based. Rachel tried toast with crushed tomato and Roquefort
sheep cheese, which was "bad ish but very interesting with a good
aftertaste." I had eggs and bacon, no bread. It seems to be easier to eat
dairy free here than gluten free, although both are pretty doable!
We stocked up on
breakfast food from a little store, and brought it back to our hostel. Seems
like it's gonna be more cost efficient to have breakfast in our hostel rather
than go out. Too much bread…
After breakfast we
wandered around the little streets, just going where we felt. Rachel took lots
of pictures of dogs, and we stopped at a viewpoint, and got lost and then
found. At lunchtime we stumbled upon a literal hole-in-the wall place, and had
some competitively-priced and very delicious Moroccan food- I’m honestly not
even sure exactly what it was apart from that it was veal and almonds and
apricots and dates, with an amazing sauce and sesame seeds. The room we ate in
just seemed like an offshoot of a random house, with very homey décor and a
chill atmosphere. The other people in there with us were speaking Italian, and
another table was speaking French. The owner/waiter/cook was super nice and
fluent in what seemed like 5 languages.
On our way back to
our hostel to recover a bit from the sun and avoid the hottest times of the
day, we met a random dude from Senegal who was very friendly and chill. I think
he approached us because we definitely look cool/alternative/hip young people. Anyway
he asked us if we were looking for the tourist viewpoint and I was like no, we
found it already. So then he asked us if we smoked, specifically weed, and I'm
like a little, not much. And he laughed and asked us where we were from, and he
thought that was cool, and definitely got gay vibes which was awesome :) and
then I had probably the coolest moment of my life as me and the dude shared a
manly high five.
Honestly so far
everyone here has been really nice! Very welcoming. And very supportive of the
gays- there's graffiti right outside our place that says down with the
heteropatiarchy, in Spanish of course.
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In the afternoon we
wandered around the more Arabic quarter, and checked out some of the market
stalls. I started feeling the classic beginning-of-trip mini mood downer as I
realized that looking forward to something like a trip for so long can only put
unrealistic expectations on it… But I definitely felt better after we stopped
at a Kebab place in Plaza Nueva and I got some food and drink in. Turns out
it's quite easy to get dehydrated when you're sweating constantly!
I managed to find
where my hostel was last time I was here three years ago with school- honestly
it looked a little different than I remembered. I think I had glamourized it a
bit- it smelled a lot like cat pee! It was still really nice though to see that
area and walk around all the shops. I definitely will be stocking up on some
nice earrings and perhaps a tapestry before we leave. Lots of time to figure
out what I want to buy though.
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