Málaga

Malaga was another place of rest for me. I actually went to the hospital to get my ankle checked out. I wanted to make sure I didn't really hurt it and wanted to get instructions on how to fix it.

One weird thing that happened was someone opened my curtains and touched me and the person next to me in the middle of the night. I was so out of it getting woken up but I went back to sleep. It ended up being a drunk person who was looking for their bed. The next day I made friends with the person next to me. His name was Lucas and he was from Argentina. He showed me maté which is a famous drink in Argentina used for digestion (similar to tea). My ankle was starting to feel a little better so I walked a bit and did a tour, but I didn't push it too much.Baca lagi