The Italian guy was celebrating his birthday yesterday by providing pasta (surprise, surprise) with beer and wine at our place. Around 11 pm the landlady started to be a bit upset so we headed to one of the terraces surrounding Alameda de Hercules. After just one little caña it was suddenly around half past one and we marched to Plaza de Arma.
Inside the shopping mall there is a 3 floor disco/bar which is called maybe Buddha del Mar or Kudeka, not quite sure about that. At least they had a pretty buddha statue on the entrance. In the entrance there were also 4 (!) bouncers and the Italian had to use a little bit of his gifts of speech to get in one English guy who was unfortunately wearing dusty sneakers. We others lingered straight in with our leather shoes, oh well, such a luck did not have MY sneakers on that time. The disco would have been open until 6 am but I was awfully knackered already around 4 o'clock. And not a big fan of discos, anyway.
Today I wake up nicely around 1.30 pm and made the mistake of my life by eating greasy churros with thick chocolate in the sunshine. Yack yack yack.
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