Day 1

After a restless night I woke up at 7 to prepare myself for my busy day ahead! I managed to embarrass myself at the airport by repeatedly attempting to push a trolley with brakes on and ending up crashing into some old man but my luck changed when my case weighed in at just under the 23kg limit (ok, only by 0.3kg but that's beside the point). After a last good old cuppa with my dad I was off through security where, as per usual, I was the only person who set off the beepers, always great to start your travels with a quick frisking. I bought myself some entertainment for the flight

I was thoroughly grateful for this after we were delayed for boarding! Lucky for me I got a window seat and had a spare seat next to me so it was all good in the hood

Next I was off in a taxi to find my hostel. Much to my dismay we pulled up on a gloomy little alley covered in graffitti and filled with gangs of teenagers. My attempts to calm my nerves by reassuring myself that a lady on trip advisor had claimed it was a perfectly safe area were quickly squashed by the driver's advice: 'be careful with your bags here' After dragging my two cases up a flight of stairs and into the tiniest escalator man has ever seen the lady in the hostel told me I'd been upgraded to an apartment down the road. At first I resented her for the fact I'd almost got a hernia just pulling this case up the curb but once I saw the apartment I was pretty relieved, no graffiti and gangs here!

After a quick nap I went off to explore and get some food, I adventurously went for a traditional Spanish meal...

...okay it's only Starbucks but they give you mini olive oil with your pasta salad, and anyone who knows me well knows miniature things are the way to my heart. Cute!

Now it's an early night for me. Why? I hear you ask. Is it because I have a flat viewing at 10am? Well, no, not really, it's because I forgot to bring my adapter so I am now alone in my apartment with only Spanish television for company. No phone, No laptop. Brill! 

Donjuan x