Well, today was a successful day of rest. While we did wake up early, we spent half of the day on the beach!
In the morning, the sky was partly cloudy. That didn't stop us though from taking a dip in the ocean. It was fun riding the waves, or in Constanza's case, being drowned by them.
By afternoon, the sun had come up adding one shade to each Petersen sisters' tan! From the beach we returned to the hostel where we took showers and went to el Catedral for a choir from London. Unfortunately, one sister had misread the poster so we had to occupy ourselves for two hours.
The choir was talented but somewhat slow. Since the choir was made up of kids from 10 to 18 from some important school on London, the slowness of the music was made even more dull just from the expression on their faces.
Afterwards, we went in search for a bank. The bank we found became the location of Steven's second (technically fourth) competitor. Who would dare flirt with us? A Cuban man who first told us we were guapa (not unnatural for us to be hearing these days) and asked for our numbers. Interestingly enough, he asked for the number in Argentina, having told him that's where we were from. To break it softly to him, we admitted we were studying in the US so he couldn't call us. Our Cuban was determined to get our number though because even the US wasn't far enough for him to give us a call. Luckily Constanza restrained Rocio from giving information away readily, as past experience has shown Rocio is capable of. (Parents: your genes were complimented today! He knew we were sisters and that's when he told us matter of factly that we were pretty. Thanks for the distribution of genes! Although, I have to say they were heavily distributed on Constanza's side. : p )
That was a smiley face sticking out it's tongue.
Afterwards, we went back to the hostel to pack our bags for...Nice, France! Having worked up an appetite, we then went out for "tapas," which are like appitizers. Rocio had difficulty ordering since the man spoke Catalan, but in the end we got: queso manchego, pan con tomate, and chorizo a la sidra. With the delicious tapas we had a cup of vino tinto (red wine) each. When we paid, the man gave us a complementary glass of leche pantera each. It was some kind of delicious liquor.
Tomorrow's blog shall take place in Nice!