I have noticed that there is a bit of a run on budget accommodations - we ran into several couples working their way from place to place with no luck. We had a choice of some bunks in a dormitory or doing a splurge and getting a room with air conditioning.
This is the view from our balcony and we have our own bathroom which is fairly magical.
Before we could check in we had a couple of hours to kill. We grabbed some coffee and talked to a guy from Argentina who lives in Massachusetts and had recently sold his business and was traveling about avoiding the cold.
We visited an artist collectivo and walked down to the square for some traditional food involving yuca, slaw, and pork rinds. I was not a big fan and my body appears to be rejecting it in an authoritative manner.
After lunch we checked in and rested, like prettyuch everyone else when the heat of the day peaks.
We ran some errands and did some planning for tomorrow and more importantly for what appears to be another complicated journey on Tuesday. I have concluded that the shortest distance between two points is the exact opposite of the actual transit routes.
We grabbed some dinner and, just as we were leaving the restaurant all of the lights went out. The street was pitch black, with only the headlights of cars and motorbikes. Fortunately we were only a couple blocks away from the hotel, but it was still a creepy walk. Beautiful though to look up in the city and see the brilliant stars with no light pollution at all.
The only building that appeared to have light was the cathedral, but as we got closer a building stood out like a beacon in the distance - our hotel. For some reason our hotel has power when the rest of the city is in darkness. It makes the minor splurge - because Granada is very inexpensive- seem particularly worthwhile.
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