LisboA

In Lisbon now. So to recap since last time...

Sevilla was cool. Not as cool as Granada, but pretty cool. I met some people I really liked there, probably my first real ´friends´ as opposed to people I just meet travelling and go get drunk with. Terry knows Kate and Adam, the Australians with weak stomachs, and plus there was British Paget who I called ´Patrick´ for the first two days I knew him and an American dude Chris, my ´make plans for the next day while drunk and then decide too hungover to go do it the next day´ buddy. It was kinda sad to leave them. Even more sad when the receptionist girl told me at midnight that I hadn´t paid for my room yet when I clearly remember paying for it, but the guy I paid didn´t write it down so they charged me again.... bastards. And then I lost my sleep sack my sister Jen made for me, and had to sleep on a bare matress in Lagos the next night.

So went to Lagos after Sevilla. Lagos - City of Frat Boys. I ran into so many people I already knew in Lagos. Lynn and Eve, two Irish girls from Granada, Antonia and Shannon, two Aussie girls from Sevilla, two of the five Vapid Aussies from Valencia and Awful Casey, another Sevilla Aussie. And about five million frat boys.

I went out my first night in Lagos with Alex, a Bulgarian guy who was in my room to watch the Portugal football (soccer) game. It was alright. Met a ridiculous drunk mid-30s English guy named John who had decided to move to Lagos and was starting a new job at 10am the next day. At 9pm I could see from how drunk he already was, there was no chance he was making it to his new job. Oh well.

Overall I was not impressed with Lagos. It is most definetly a HUGE party town, but has very little actual Portugese feel to it. It´s all over run with Anglo tourists. It seems a good place to go out and party, but I could do that at home.

So the next morning I went to a different hostel to see if I could get a room there and maybe have a better time. Instead I ran into Aussie Vicky (I swear, this entire trip all I meet are Aussie girls. They´re EVERYWHERE), a girl I had met on the bus from Sevilla to Lagos the day before. She tells me she didn´t have fun in Lagos either, even in her hostel. She said everyone is really obnoxious, so she was going to head to Lisbon a day early. I took out a coin, flipped it, and headed to Lisbon with her.

We got to Lisbon without reservations and ended up in this old couple´s pension, which was very quaint and split a room. Now I´m in the hostel I had reserved for my stay in Lisbon, and she´s in hers. We have wandered Lisbon a bit last night and today and are meeting up to see what else there is to see.

Lisbon seems nice and ACTUALLY Portugese, so I look forward to seeing the sites!

(I had a bunch more bullet point observations, but now cannot remember any of them... maybe later)