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... were all on separate field trips with SAS. The boys went to a random marsh thing where they harvested ocean salt and caught fish and cooked it and ate it and got blisters but I hung out in Cadiz because we had to little time there. We got off the ship and just strolled around before finding a tourism map and deciding to walk the coast of the little peninsula to see the sights. We saw the massive cathedral first, which can be seen from practically ...
... 24hours, with some
broken English commentary of what things were. “Santa Maria Catedral, to da
Riiiight”, etc. towards the end of the tour, he trots straight past the
starting square and he points us to the main street. This wide boulevard had
all shops and taverns, people all over and straight along it, the Alcazar and
the bodegas, we’d been searching for. We head down the street and then around
the Alcazar to the famous award winning ...
... yogurt, muffins, tea, coffee, croissants, juice, etc. Hannah was to leave at about five p.m. that day so we got our stuff together, and brought it to the hostel that I would be staying at the next night. We kept our stuff there and headed out again to finish exploring the town. Noticing that there was another German girl staying at the hostel that looked a little bored and lost, we invited her along. She was very nice and had a lot of stories and information to tell us ...
... interspersed with plazas. The old town is quite small so you're never too far away from the sea. The cathedral was beautiful and we had an excellent Pescados frittas lunch served in a paper cone for . So good that I went back for more calamari and ate my fill. We wandered around the town and ended up at the main beach which the boys loved although it too cold for a swim ...
... or what we were looking at, we followed Green like religious converts. ( you could see the locals looking at us with exasperated expressions of "there goes those crazy tourists and the dumb lines")
We would lose Green for a moment and lapse into a panic, only to see it continuing across the street. By now you have a good idea of how little I know about Cadiz. But hey, WE FOUND GREEN!
We did stop at ...