Earlier in the trip I said I’d never complain about the Pacific Highway again. Well now, I will never whine about Australia Post. This morning we posted some stuff back to Australia in order to lighted our backpacks. Granada’s post office does not have post packs, sticky tape and, of course, and English-speaking staff (to be expected), but they do have a dozen forms to fill in, and they will tell you each, every time you go to the window, but not all at once. So, after two and a half hours, our package was, hopefully, on its way.
The afternoon consisted of a walk through a mall, some lunch, and the purchase of a book to read on the bus, before going back to the hostel, buying an Alhambra t-shirt, picking up our bags, and catching the bus back to the hostel where Eurobus takes us to La Linea at 5.30pm.
When the bus hadn’t arrived by 6.30pm, someone had the sense to call Eurobus and they found out the problems meant it wouldn’t be arriving until 9pm, so its off to the pub we go. Roberta and I found a bar with Sharon and some new people – Adrian & Debs, from New Zealand, and Kirsten from Victoria.
We got back to the hostel at 8.50pm to find the bus waiting for us.
Four hours later, after one stop along the way, we arrived at La Linea. We pulled over near the hostel to see the Rock of Gibraltar all lit up. We stayed in a room with two others – Sharon and Rochelle, from Sydney, for the sake of saving money.
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