We than had to find another find at 5 days notice. It was tricky. It ended up being more expensive and with a not so great airline. But at least we had a flight again.
All this chaos meant we only left the hostel as the siesta was starting. Everything was closing for the afternoon. So we walked down to the hip young area. The sun was hot and there was no shade. We ducked into a cafe for iced coffee. like many places in Europe, ice coffee means expresso and a glass full of ice. As I poured the coffee I prayed the heated would not crack the glass.
Back at the hostel we ate on the terrace and watched the view of the cathedral light up in the distance.
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