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Our next destination was Granada, an old colonial town with huge street markets. We checked into a large hostel called Oasis complete with swimming pool (hell yeah) & full kitchen, a real treat after the last place! We headed out to explore the town while it was still sunny and settled in a traditional looking place on the edge of the central square for a quick snack & move on. Error! We all decided to have soup (clearly our 2nd schoolboy error) thinking "how long could it possibly take?" Well for those wondering the answer is just over an hour - which was pretty impressive given that there was no else in the building. All for differing reasons, we agreed that despite the wait the food SUCKED! The biggest losers were Pete with what appeared to be a bowl of cream with floating onion rings and a giant piece of cheese in it & Alice's vegetable soup which had everything carrots, peas, chicken.....wait what was that last one? Yep, vegetable/chicken soup was the final straw in a spectacular meal! To top it off, the final indignity was having to wait 20 minutes whilst they removed the offending items from the bill! We probably won't go back.
There were better times in Granada though, the street markets were impressive if a little intense & it is always fun watching locals go through the full range of emotions as they catch as glimpse of a well travelled mohawk. Everything from laughter to fear, seriously I think one lady thought I was the devil as she started screaming in the street! We also had a great night taking in our first ever baseball game. The Granada Sharks were playing the someplace or other Chickens so we went along, had a few beers and some local food out of banana leaves and cheered & danced along with the band. Really great fun until you realise that baseball is long, we gave up after the 946th innings (probably) & headed into town for a civilised drink on a pretty pedestrianised street. Any vaguely bar oriented area is frequented by many many hawkers, selling cigarrettes and gum from baskets carefully balanced on their heads. Annoying, but not dangerous, unless you are the unfortunate child Pete headbutted, knocking his wares all over the street. He swears it was an accident but I'm not convinced!
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