We are snuggled up in a little nook at Makuto Backpackers’ hostel in Granada, LOVING our view. This place is so peaceful! There are so many different “chill rooms.” Zach even found some drums in one of them---a durbaka and a djembe. We are fans of Makuto already.
Our night train wasn’t half as bad as I had anticipated. Two English girls and a fellow American girl from Arkansas shared a “plaza” with me, and Zach got stuck with “three Spanish speaking dudes.” I took some Nyquil for my sore throat/runny nose, and I was out pretty immediately. Zach said he slept the longest he had in the last few nights, but that it was a bit erratic; he kept waking up.
So, at 8:40am when we hopped off our train, we had no idea how we were to get to our hostel…. There was no sign of a bus station within sight distance. We walked around aimlessly for a bit and finally found a bus stop. I asked the lady sitting next to me to let me know when we had reached the Cathedral stop. First transition—done. When we got on our minibus, I asked the old, white-haired lady in front of me where the “Santa Isabel Monastery” was, which was where we were to get off, and she started babbling all sorts of Spanish things at me that I couldn’t understand. She turned to her other very Spanish friends who all genuinely wanted to help us find our stop, but the language barrier was too much. I did understand, “Not this one, but the next.” I am laughing about it now.
A bilingual girl behind me got off the bus at our stop to point us in the right direction—“5 or 10 minutes up this road.” We asked a few other nice old men along the way and found Makuto!
Marta greeted us when we walked in and gave us each a glass of water. She warned us that the power would be off until 11:30 today because of some construction on the roads. Fine with me, though… the weather is PERFECT. We could seriously just hang out around this place and have a wonderful, relaxing time.
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