Following my amazing weekend in Barcelona with my CMC friends, I met up with my BSM friends in Madrid but only for a few short hours of sleep because we were out of our hostel before 6 AM to catch a flight to Malaga in Southern Spain. Just from the plane landing, I could tell we were in a beautiful, beachy area. We had to get to Tarifa so we ended up taking 3 buses and go to our hostel in Tarifa around 2 PM. Nice, long travel time... Tarifa was a lot like Santa Cruz- a small, cute town. Our hostel was adorable- it was this house convereted into a hostel and there was no regular trash, everything was sorted (and I am assuming recycled). It might be my favorite hostel I´ve stayed in so far. We wanted to the beach, saw where the Mediteranean meets the Atlantic, and then had some dinner. After waking up so early, we all went to sleep early- definitely not the cool kids at that hostel!
The next day, we went to Morocco! We did a 2 day guided excursion. A really nice ferry took us over and the ads all over talk about how the ferry is 35 minutes but the ferry definitely left like 20 minutes late and then we had to wait 15 minutes because another boat was in the spot our ferry was supposed to go in so we made it to Morocco about an hour later than expected. Our tour basically involved walking through Morocco and being hounded by sales people and stopping at a few places where the tour definitely received a commission that they wanted you to shop at. And AJ made the mistake of asking a guy how much something cost. When the guy started at 27 euros, AJ said he wouldn´t pay more than 5 (even though he had no intention to buy at all) and when the guy finally went down to 5 euros and AJ said he didn´t want it, the guy followed us for another 10 minutes calling AJ an ignorant, arrogant American. But we did get some good Moroccan food! In the evening, they just dropped us off at a hotel (we were worried where they were taking us but it ended up being pretty nice and it was right by the beach) and the next day, they informed us, was just a free day. We had all had enough of Morocco and there was no way we wanted to wander on our own so we asked them to put us on an earlier ferry out of Morocco the next day. We had to wait FOREVER to get on the ferry (at least an hour after it was supposed to leave) but we finally made it back to Spain!
Back in Tarifa, it was raining so we spent most of the afternoon and evening playing cards. We met some other people in the hostel but nothing too exciting. We had planned to spend the morning in Tarifa then bus back to the Malaga airport for our flight to Madrid but while getting up in the morning, we learned that it was Holy Thursday meaning buses would not follow the normal schedule so we rushed out of the hostel. It was another long travel day. We left the first hostel at 10:30 AM and after 3 buses, 1 plane, and 2 metro lines, we arrived at our hostel in madrid at 8:30 PM. Next time I plan a spring break trip, I will definitely travel around less and situate myself in one spot for a while! Now, I have the final leg of my spring break trip in Madrid so I will update on that once I am back in Budapest!
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