Continue on my story about the hostal in Seville...
We went to Seville by a night train from Barcelona. When we arrived, it's daytime. We got off the bus at Plaza Encarnacion, walked across the street and arrived at our really beautiful hostal. It was situated just at the edge of a maze of fascinating alleys... great Spanish style, haha, well, as I know you're not exactly dummies, so you probably can guess what happen later.
We took care to get back to the place before it got real dark, but we needed to buy our breakfast and some water from the supermarket. The problem starts when we were going back to the hostal from the supermarket.
I didn't joke when I said it was a maze of alleys.
The alleys were so narrow, that they could barely fit a car. And you could see motorcyclists speeding through the alleys and drunkards holding beer bottles... you get the idea...
The worst thing was we got lost. The map was almost of no use inside the maze...
We were even more scared when someone noticed that we got lost and actually spoke to us in English!! We pretended that we didn't understand and ran like hell. Maybe that guy is really trying to help us, haha!!
To end the long story, I didn't regret choosing that place, coz it's really a beautiful place. I hated that map though. All the "streets" looked like streets on the map, when they're actually alleys with no street lamps.
Maybe you'll be surprised that I didn't know this... Hey, I'm from Hong Kong- a city that never sleeps!
continue next time...
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