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Now I´m sitting at the Hotel Alborada in Tarifa, Spain. I seem to be one of two people visiting this hotel at the moment. It is raining harder than I´ve seen rain in a long time. I guess that´s what rain is like at the southern-most tip of a continent!

It was dark when I arrived, and the only thing I saw on the way in was giant windmills towering above the road. The bus ride here was decent. It was a huge tour-bus with very comfy seats and plush suspension. It was mostly empty. The bus driver didn´t seem to know where he was going, though, and it was kinda strange. He got me to Tarifa ok, but there were a couple stops where he was asking the kid in the first seat for directions. And, the kid as giving him directions. A while later, the bus driver took an exit like it was one of our stops. But then at the top of the ramp, he said something in Spanish that sounded like he was asking for directions from someone on the bus. Actually, I thought he was asking me … I just shook my head no and shrugged my shoulders. He paused for a few moments, and then got right back on the freeway! I really don´t know what that was about … On the bus I mainly looked at scenery. I did read a bit, and listened to my iPod, draining the battery with no charger in sight. We pulled in to Estepona at one point, dropped off some passengers, and it started to HAIL! It was just dumping pea and marble-size hail. This continued for almost an hour as we went down the road. It didn´t seem to phase the driver at all.

So, anyway. I´m in Tarifa. And, I´m not sure what I´m going to do here, really. It just seemed like a neat place to go. The ferries to Africa don´t leave from here any more, so I´m not even here for that. At the moment I´m really missing being at Adrian & Sarah´s place in Malaga, because I´d have something to do there. I do plan on totally chilling. And, going to see Gibraltar and some rock people keep talking about.

Malaga was truly a lot of fun, and I spent more time there than I initially thought I would. I don´t know if I mentioned before that I met three nice women in Sevilla at the hostel. They are studying Spanish in Malaga. I did end up seeing all three of them while in Malaga and even had dinner with two of them (Amanda and Veronica). I met a ton of people, mostly friends of Sarah, Adrian´s flat-mate. Adrian and I stayed out until 5 am after having 3 shots with Sarah at the Urbano Chupeteria and seeing Flamenco at the a bar off Plaza de la Merced. Gosh, what else did we do … we walked on the beach a lot, looking out over the Mediterranean, trying to see Africa, talking about women and playing drums. I had brunch with Sarah and her very cool friend Adriana. I had more tapas that I remember now, which is a good change from Sevilla, where I was wondering if I´d ever have tapas …

Well, hopefully it will stop raining and I can go out and find a cool bar to have something to eat at before too late. Internet access is expensive here at the hotel, 3€ and hour! The most expensive yet … that will deter me from killing too much time here, anyway. If I have anything cool to report, I´ll be sure and spend the money to do so!