Return to Spain

The next adventure turned out to be a RyanAir flight to Alicante to visit my good friend Nikki. Being the over-planner that I am, I was nervous about taking a Ryanair flight. I had heard from my friend Gordon a few years ago about how confusing and unreliable their flights were. However, my fears were abated when Rocco told me that these days RyanAir is the only airline in Europe where the passengers don’t have to worry about the airline going bankrupt when they are trying to get through security. Rocco was worried about getting some school-related bureaucratic paperwork filled out, but he still took the time to take me to the bus station. I was sad to leave Rocco, but excited to see Nikki, whom I had barely talked to in over a month. RyanAir had a great inflight magazine with a feature on Berlin. It made me excited to go there later in this trip. I have been kind of anxious to get to the Swiss-Austrian-German part of the trip. Especially when I get to practice my German again and do some hiking in the Alps. It might be a cliché, but I want to go to the Tirol region of Austria and give yodeling a try. I had plenty of time to daydream about later adventures because the weather in Altea was thunder and lightning rainstorms for the entire week. This picture is a little hazy, but I took it before the rain started one day. Most of the week I just rested all day and then went out to dinner with Nikki.