|After a grueling ten hour bus trip we were keen to get to our accomodation a massive backpackers hostel (despite only paying about €10 a night on average we had only stayed in dorm rooms twice before). It is a massive place in an old converted church (i think) with three levels of rooms and lots of other travellers to swap stories with. We spent the rest of the night getting some dinner and planning the next day with the help of some fellow travellers who had been here a bit longer.
Our big day of exploring took us to many historical monuments (or sacraments as Kylie calls them). We saw a bullfighting arena, the catherdal with the only recognised holy grail, the site of Americas Cup 2007, the dusty industrial part of town (by mistake), a huge playground of Gulliver the giant and some very cutting edge designed buildings. Unfortunately the day happened to be a public holiday so alot of the things were closed but we did get to see a parade through the city streets.
We left early the next day on our way to Barcelona.
After bring the budget back into line with our stay in Morocco it was now well and truly blown, the main reason was that the rail pass I bought turned out to be pretty useless and I have only used it twice, both times I would have been better to buy a normal ticket.