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First impressions of Valencia. Arrived at the hostel nice and sweaty from a long walk in 34 degree heat. Checked in, went to my assigned room to be confronted by a naked 60 year old man. As pleasant a sight that this was, to top it all off he began yelling at me in Spanish, and when I responded with "No hablo espanol" (if I knew any Spanish swearwords I would have inserted one here) he continued to yell LOUDER in Spanish in the hopes that the decibels of his voice might improve my knowledge of Spanish.
Needless to say I quickly retreated, and while debating whether it was worth it to appear like an obnoxious American, I decided that the creepometer was off the charts. So I went and asked for a new room.
No problems, all seems normal. Spend the day enjoying the rooftop terrace with some lovely girls I met. When heading back to my room to go out for dinner at about 9pm, I walk into my room to find the most stoned person I've ever seen in my life smoking a joint. He was staring at the ceiling fan fixated by it's rotation and was completely off his face.
Now I know some of you might think that I had hit the jackpot with this new roomie, and I'll admit that I considered the benefits. But I decided that I didn't need all my freshly washed clothes to smell of weed, and that having to sleep in the same room as Stoney McStone really wasn't the best fun I could think of.
Third time lucky? Thank god it was a new reception girl who didn't know my past as a serial complainer and let me change rooms once more.
Now I'm just waiting for some crackw**** or prostitute to move into the bunk bed above me. BRING IT ON.
Aside from all this Valencia seems like it has a good vibe and I look forward to exploring it today! Xxx
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Katie hahahahahhaha sarah, me and vic are on the floor laughing at your luck!!