Weighing my luggage from the house |
I slept practically the entire flight to London after I watched Thor for the first time, FINALLY. Waited another 1.5 hours in London before my flight to Madrid. More sleep. When I landed I had no idea where to go or what to do. The first two people I spoke with basically told me that if I didn't start booking it I wasn't getting to Malaga, no solid directions for where to go or what to do. When I finally located the correct place to check in, the woman at the Iberia desk was a dream. She directed me perfectly and I made it with plenty of time to spare.
Me and Hulk at the airport in Madrid. |
*Don't worry, Mom, I immediately settled with the idea that you clearly blessed me. As usual*
After I sorted out the lost luggage report, I caught a bus to as close as I could get to my hostel. It was an easy find and a quick walk. Paola, the receptionist, helped me find the bus schedule for Sunday, answered all 100 of my questions without complaint, she even was kind enough to hold my luggage for 6 hours while I walked around Malaga the following day. I whole heartedly recommend staying at the Feel Malaga Hostel to anyone visiting that area. It is new, quaint, and the prices are great as well!