Another crazy day at the hostel. We had some male guests get a little aggressive with us over the fact that we don't make the beds and change towels every day. The guy got really angry and red in the face yelling at us about how "this is spain! we're in spain! in spain they make your beds at hostels!" Lee's natural response is to stand up next to the guest, thus demonstrating her towering height. I sat at the desk saying "shhh shhh tranquilo." I've never seen someone get so worked up about an unmade bed. We've adopted a kill 'em with kindness strategy for the rest of their stay, and Lee left some chocolates on their freshly made beds this evening. We'll see what the response is.

Then later this evening, I heard pounding and yelling in the stairwell. I was totally confused, and finally had to yell "Where are you yelling from?" Turns out a family of four was stuck in our elevator. Fortunately, we´d already had experience with this, and I was able to get them right out. I´m pretty sure the boys thought it was a fun adventure.