All packed and ready to go, Andy I set off for Prestwick Airport where we due to catch our plane to Girona, Spain where we would be spending the next two nights. We arrived in plenty of time, checked in without any fuss and then headed to the departure lounge. Then we realised something was wrong.
Shortly after passing through security and arriving in the lounge, Andy realised he had misplaced his wallet which contained all his Euros in. As you can imagine, this caused a bit of a problem as we weren't sure whether the wallet had fallen out in the car or whether it had been lost/stolen at the airport. Anyway, we couldn't do much about it so we decided to just try and forget about it until we returned home on Saturday. Thankfully, not long before we set off I opened up an account with a Spanish bank that allows British citizens to withdraw money in the local currency without the high exchange rates so we would at least be able to withdraw money when we arrived. The rest of the journey proved uneventful, and we even got a set of three seats to ourselves!
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We arrived in Girona twenty minutes ahead of schedule and promptly bought our bus tickets to the city centre. It always amazes me how clean other countries are, it's one thing that I always seem to notice when I arrive in new countries. It almost makes me ashamed to be associated with the mess in British. Anyway, walking along the little cobbled streets Andy and I headed to our hostel. Now, this was nerve racking for me. Firstly, I had never been in Girona before, nor a hostel, and had horrid images of slum-like dormitories where we were expected to share a bedroom with several strangers. However, when we arrived I was so taken aback. The hostel that Andy had booked (mostly for its location and low price) was beautiful and looked like a hotel. We even had our own private room with an en-suite!
After ditching the luggage, we headed down into Old Girona for my first taste of a real Spanish city. Well, I wasn't dissapointed. The romantic, stone city was amazing. Andy and I wondered around for a bit, with him showing me some off his favourite places nearby. We had both left our cameras in the room so I couldn't capture my first view of the breath-taking city. Anyway, off to bed now, feeling pretty hopeful for our adventures tomorrow.