As
has now become normal I was up before my alarm (rather frustrating). I made my
way down for some breakfast before headed to my final Spanish lesson. It was
pissing with rain but fortunately it was still warmish. The Spanish practice
has been good but the problem I have is that my vocabulary is so restricted and
I am a little too lazy to try and improve it. Lets hope it just comes with time.

After
class I headed back to the hostel and caught the end of the Italy vs Scotland 6
nations game and then went to a vegetarian restaurant for some lunch (lets hope
that helps with the flu). I had some soup and then a lentil dish for main. I
headed back to the hostel and watched some of the Wales vs France game before
meeting up with Sandra. She wanted some lunch so we went to a take away place
close to her hostel before doing some more walking around in search of a bakery
for her sweat tooth. We didn't have much luck and ended up at a heladería and
had some good ice cream.

After
a good siesta I got my bus ticket to la Paz for tomorrow and settled the bill
before bumping into Michelle and we set out in search of street pizza. We made
it to the park (where I always seem to end up) where we found some and also
some blood orange Fanta (which tasted like naartjie and took me straight back
home - it was awesome).

We
then took a walk back to the hostel and met up with Andy for a few beers. We
then had a few more drinks and met some new people before calling it a night.

 

For
the past few nights we have seen this guy with dreadlocks and dressed like a
pirate with the hat and everything (except the eye patch and parrot). Well
after we were in bed he appeared in our room and proceeded to sleep in the bed
above Andy. Apparently he is not a pirate, he is a German carpenter and after
graduation they wear the "pirate" outfit for three years while
travelling the country (he chose the world) and people give them food, board
and jobs... We took a while to vet this information with another German but
apparently its true.