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Salamanca is a beautiful town. As our bus rolled in, you could see the Catedral Nueva lit up against the dark night sky. We got off the bus and trusted the three amigos (Robbie, Will and Ben) to navigate us to the hostel. Walking at least 20 ft behind them, Jenni and I laughed about random things. We waited by a bus stop until the bus we apparently wanted arrived. A lady next to us then asked us if we were headed for the city center. We were. She told us we should just walk. The bus pulled away and we seemed to be back at square one. Thanks guys... The conversation quickly became a discussion about which way was north. Which led into (what I might say an argument) about guys having a better sense of cardinal directions than girls. Jenni and I stand behind the fact that if you drop anyone, man or woman, in the middle of nowhere, with nothing to orient themselves to, they would have an equally difficult time determining which way was north, south east or west.
Anyway, we walked north. And quickly stumbled upon what we thought was our hostel. It was actually the hotel partner to our hostel, but they were able to give us quick directions to our place. It was a 5 minutes walk, like most everything in the small city of Salamanca. We checked in and walked a couple doors down to the entrance of the actual pensión. We entered a broken down entry with cobwebs and stairs that appeared to be from a horror film. It smelled like... HAM. Jenni and I immediately exchanged disgusted looks. Then we opened the door to our hallway, and things returned to a state of normalcy. After settling in, we went to a Chinese restaurant and then out for some dancing.
The town of Salamanca is home to the oldest university in Spain. The student population is great and the streets are lined with uniformed looking college buildings. We did some sightseeing after grabbing a Menú del día the next morning/afternoon. (see photos)
Saturday night we went out again to several places, all filled with really great music. No it wasn't All the Single Ladies, but rather a lively mix of The Killers, Sufjan Stevens (a new obsession) and Radiohead.
Sunday quickly came and it was time to return to Madrid. Our Salamancan adventure was at an end. We wandered around and grabbed some food at a recommended restaurant, where Robbie ordered a the upper body of a Pig. (mmm?)
Until next time...
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