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I go back to reception and explain the situation. I'm told to come back at seven in the morning and they will check with the laundry people. Okay. Fair enough.
I decide to have a shower. As I've mentioned before, these are outside the rooms. I stick on a pair of light shorts and take my towel with me. At least the showers are nice and hot which helps me to relax a bit. In fact the shower starts to become very hot, but I turn ...
... but they were definitely stronger. Also had a shot with lee Dan and Israeli girls of tequila but lime dipped in sugar and coffee. Went out to revolution bar, danced a bit of salsa, live band then music playing. Bought me lee and Dan shot of tequila, bloody expensive! Pretty drunk, local guy said always wanted to snog a European so I hid and quickly snogged him. Then slomidt, Dan, lee and I left to go home but stumbled across another ...
... steps up to church. Got a hot chocolate and tart - yum. Back to hostel took shower then met another lady in hostel Claudia from Austria really nice, then on way out 3 of us bumped into 2 guys one working at hostel robin I think, then another couple so 7 of us ended up going to coco liche for dinner then 5 of us went to watch guy staying and working in hostel sing and play his guitar in (non-alcohol) - we didn't realise til we sat down as ...
... he likes. The only annoying thing for him were the bits from (I think) the cocoa beans that get stuck in your teeth and have a bitter after taste.
We get lunch at the same chicken place as Saturday and walk around town for some fresh air. I try the hot chocolate too and its pretty good. I tire out and we return to the hotel for a quick rest.
I feel better in the afternoon and walk around the square to try and find the corn vendors. I grab one and opt for lime ...
... of my broken Spanish mixed with her firm hand gestures, I worked out that she had invited me to enjoy a fresh tortilla straight off the fire. It was surprisingly delicious, but perhaps it was more the taste of the moment I had shared with her, that left a surreal & humbling weight on my chest. Outside a young girl stood in the yard, bare feet & dressed in her pretty embroidered clothes. She was washing her hair in a bucket! Again a feeling of gratitude overwhelmed ...