super gay carriage rides and 6 dollar pedicures... I love you granada.

So megan and i got into granada at noon. On our way to our hostel we walked through the open air market... which was pretty much a den of iniqueties. We both found flip flops to replace the ones that we had worn out before even ariving at our hostel. The first hostel we tried had exciting cheezy prints painted on the wall but disapointing service, prices, and bathrooms. We ended up at oasis... which i already talked about... sadly the usb ports cant handle my photos. We spent the day taking pictures in the market of the soup in bags, people carying everything on their heads and wearing ruffly aprons, and old women who upon asking to take their picture babble undicernably and then hug you. we walked around being thuroughly pleased by the colorful buildings. Then we went and got a six dollar manicure and pedicure combo... which was fricken fantastic after the volcano hike.... however i kept saying disculpeme... caminar mucho en las montañas... lo siento.. Apolagies realluy were unesicary because my feet after the rough cliping and buffing would emerge in allsorts of different shapes, but whatever i payed 6 bux and got to read an entire magazine about princess di in spanish. today meagan and i took a 5 dollar carriage ride tour of the city and pretended to be lesbians, and had a enjoyable ¨full american breakfast¨and we plan to eat at the returant that is purple and has crepes. We would dance but we found out last night that both el club ( the bar lonley planet tells us has grandpas and transvestites, and the other recomended club) arnt open during the week. We did get to take a light speed cab ride in a cab that kept stalling and not starting with a cab driver who reminded me of mr bean, instead of dancing... but tonight i think we will swim in the pool and prepare for our bus riverboat bus ferry voyage to the corn islands.