I have mixed feelings about bunk beds. I use to LOVE them (that stemming from many sleepovers at Amy's house when I was younger), and I was always a "top-bunk" kind of girl (I guess I thought it was cool to be so high up!). But my love affair with bunk beds is changing (might I say I'm growing up?!). So far on my trip I've mostly been sleeping on the bottom bunk. This is mainly due to the fact that some of the ladders are so awkward to climb up, or some don't even have ladders at all! But I'm not too fond of the bottom bunk either. When I'm laying in bed and someone is moving around above me, all that creaking and squeaking gets me imagining the bed just breaking and falling on top of me. I know, a little unrealistic, but it could happen!
Although I didn't have to worry about that last night because I was the ONLY person in the hostel! I guess you can't really call it a hostel- pretty much it was just a few rooms and a couple of bathrooms above a bar/internet cafe. It was kind of creepy though! Your mind starts thinking about crazy things...(I have stupid movies like "Hostel" to thank for that!), but fortunately I "survived" the night!
Before I hopped on the train down to Lisbon I stopped off at a little cafe for breakfast. I ordered a chocolate croissant (breakfast of champions, right?!), but it was so huge I could only eat half of it! And that's coming from someone who LOVES sweets!
It was a smooth trip down to Lisbon and in no time I was on my way to Porto. WHen I got into the city I made my way to the subway, which was a bit of an adventure in itself. The ticket machine only takes coins- and just my luck, I spent all my change buying lunch a few hours earlier. So I HAD to buy an ice cream (I had no choice!) and eventually made it onto the metro and to my hostel.
I decided to just relax tonight...I stopped by the grocery store to pick up some food, but other than that, I am saving all my sightseeing for tomorrow! I chatted with some people at the hostel for a while, and now I'm off to bed!
Love, Dianna