This is going to be a rather long one I suspect as it had to be the shittest day we have had so far.

When we were in Madrid, Eddie figured out the hostel in Valencia and I was in charge of figuring out transport from Madrid to Valencia.

We left and got the metro to Moncloa where the bus was leaving. We got there with plenty of time to spare and bought tickets. We were sitting around for about an hour until Eddie said to me “dude this bus goes north”. Valencia is south. I tried to turn a blind eye and be oblivious as I didn’t want to accept the fact that I had stuffed up. Ran downstairs to the rig working the ticket office and told her on a map where we wanted to go and so she kindly refunded us our money and told us where we had to go to get a bus to the Valencia we had planned to go to. Sprinted through the metro terminal and got to the correct bus terminal by about a quarter past eleven. We waited in line only to find out that the 12pm and 130pm buses were full which meant we had to book the 3pm bus. Because we had a lot of time to kill, we put our bags in lockers at the bus station and got the metro into Sol and had some lunch. We were wondering around aimlessly for ages and then realised that the bus was leaving soon. We had our first run over here. Ran as fast as we could to get the metro and then get on the bus. Unfortunately for you, this story would have a way better ending if we had missed the bus but luckily for us, we managed to get there just in time.

On the bus, eddies phone was about to die and so we decided to be smart and write down the reference number for the hostel we had booked in my phone to be prepared. As we were doing this, Eddie came to the realisation that he had booked the wrong nights for accommodation in Valencia. This meant that we had no place to stay and weren’t getting into Valencia until about 730. Eddie was pretty filthy about it but as crap as it was, the situation was pretty amusing. We got to the hostel and luckily they were really cool and understanding about it so they changed it for us and all was good.

We are staying in the purple nest hostel and Charlotte Yates is here as well. We’ve been hanging out with her. Went out last night and for the second time this trip ive fallen momentarily in love, this time two Norwegian girls.

We also had our first tiff last night but have swept it under the rug so it’s all good now.

So it turns out that there is a Valencia de Don Juan and a Valencia. The fake Valencia is in the middle of nowhere and since there is nothing in the middle of nowhere here, I can only imagine how crap it would have been being in some place real off it about the mistake we had made.

Eddie and I are tied at 1-1 for stuff ups so far