Trip Start May 06, 2010
79Trip End Dec 17, 2010
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The hostel in this town is extremely close to the station which was a nice surprise. Their directions indicate it's a 15 minute walk but it's actually 1 minute so I'm not sure why they were over complicating things?!
I had booked this hostel for 2 nights and only arrived after 7pm so just went to the supermarket and grabbed a book from the hostel library on my first evening.
The second day I had the most unpleasant shower ever. This hostel is run by "green" people. I have nothing against those trying to save the planet but I don't see why doing that had to be unhygienic. Back tracking slightly, they have 2 basins in the kitchen, one to wash your dishes in and one to rinse them before placing them on the drying rack. The water in the first basin was filthy and cold. They were obviously trying to save water but there was no way cold, dirty water was cleaning anything. I didn't use it! My shower the following morning was not much more than a drip and it was freezing cold. Again a drip is obviously trying to conserve water supplies, but it's difficult to wash with practically no water and infact you spend longer in the shower because you have to manouvre yourself into hundreds of positions just to get your body parts wet!! I would have had a much shorter shower if they had reasonable water pressure! And why does saving the planet mean that you have have Arctic showers?? Answers on a post card please.
After being frozen to death and cursing the fact my hair has to be washed very day I went for a wander around the town. It is a small place, very quaint and very charming. There is a very relaxed pace and vibe in the town and it is very friendly. There are a few attractive little parks and gardens scattered around the town centre. As it's so small there's not much to see so after a couple of hours I returned to the hostel. I could have gone to Ibispo Beach which I hear is fantastic and I think is about an hour away, but it wasn't that hot and I'm not really a beach person so I didn't bother.
Instead I sat on one of the swinging chairs outside the hostel and finished my book. I was soon joined by one of the hostel cats who curled up in a ball beside me and was pleased to receive some fusses from me. He particularly liked getting his chin stroked!
Another girl turned up, Elizabeth, who was waiting to check in and we chatted for a while. She was originally from New Zealand but has been living in Australia for 9 years. She is travelling for one month and had hired a car. She was heading off the next day to Monterey, as was I, so she invited me to join her.
We went out together that night to a local pub and got chatting to a couple of guys in the bar. One was an American Italian and the other was actually "properly" Italian but had been living in California for over a year, working in an Italian restaurant. He was trying to set up a Salami business. I spoke to him mostly, and we chatted about all things Italian, learning languages, food etc. The guys kept speaking in Italian to each other and I actually understood something which I was well chuffed about. It was only one sentence in about 500, but never mind we all have to start somewhere!
They were impressed that I knew how to say F off in Italian!!! Everybody starts with the swear words! I owe that one to Andrea, who taught me the phrase so I could ward of sleazy Italians if the occasion arose!! I have to say, they weren't sleazy at all and we had a very pleasant, fun evening.