After waking up in a Holiday Inn and having no idea where the fuck I was I just caught a cab so I wouldn't have to even try to figure it out. When I got home, Ali opened the door and exclaimed "you're alive!" Apparently, when Jaime wandered in at 3:30 in the morning all Andrew could get from him was that he "lost me."...
Our next two days in Valencia pretty much revolved around shopping and food. We headed to a couple of markets and went all around town trying to find clothes and gear that might withstand getting pummeled by tomatoes (really, our biggest/only reason for meeting up in Valencia was to go to La Tomatina, the world's biggest tomato fight). And we ate a lot of food. Totally un-Spanish food...
A three course meal of Salmorejo Cordobes (cold tomato soup), Calamares a la Andaluza (Andulasian squid), and Arroz con Leche (rice pudding)....
There's a wonderful thing about Granada, Spain. And that thing is the food. The comida. The tapas. Tapas in Granada, small plates of food, are abundant and, most everywhere, come free when you order a cheap cerveza or tinto de verano or sangria. Some of the tapas rivaled actual meals so you could get drunk and stuffed and hardly spend many euros at all. And they were all delectable: whether they were small cold sandwiches or hot meatballs. Here's what I ate in Granada. What I ate: Tapas in Granada, Spain: On my second night in Granada, around midnight, we headed to...
A tapas crawl in Sevilla, Spain...
What I ate in Paris...
I did a terrible job at eating well in Belgium. It was partly because there wasn't really a Belgian cuisine I was dying to try. And partly because Belgium seemed to have so much more cheap options. And I wanted to save my Euros for all the eating I'm going to do in Paris and Spain!...
When traveling, I mostly spend my money on food. Luckily the zloty went kind of far...
In the morning of my last day in Warsaw a guy came up to me in the hostel. He had left his computer charger behind and was wondering if he could borrow mine. I said OK and he left his laptop charging at the front desk. About an hour later he came back and said that it still wasn't fully charged. I pointed to an outlet and said he could charge it there. He said he'd really like to charge it in his room. Not wanting someone to walk off with my charger I said "you can charge it here."...
I'm not one of those backpackers who is content to make pasta in the hostel kitchen. I like to eat. I like to go out to eat. I like to try new foods and cuisines. It's a hard thing to do, when you're in a new place and have no idea where to go. It's especially hard being alone. It's taken a lot of courage to even go into a restaurant to begin with. ...