On Saturday, Tessa, Lauren and I decided to head over to a nearby town called el Puerto de Santa Maria instead of going to Sevilla. Santa Maria is a quick boat ride (less than an hour) from Cadiz.
The boat schedule gave us a little trouble; we passed extra time in a cafe before realizing we'd have to sprint to catch the boat. So we sprinted. We arrived red-faced and out-of-breath right when they were blowing the horn and departing. I was the first out of the building to the dock and yelled "wait". Lauren was close behind and we both got on, but Tessa was nowhere to be seen. Everyone on the boat (already laughing) heard us saying that Tessa was missing, and so people started chanting "Tessa, Tessa!" until she found her way out to the dock. Close call, but we made some good amigos in our embarrassing little episode of good/bad luck.
El Puerto de Santa Maria was beautiful. Since it was a Saturday, the whole town was very quiet. We first ate lunch at a little outdoor cafe and then wandered the cute cobblestone streets. We happened upon a few churches, a castle, a bull-fighting stadium...
And a family baptism. We had, unknowingly, trespassed onto the property of a church. The priest came and asked us what we were doing; we replied that we were just looking around. He chuckled, not mad at all, and invited us inside. He gave us a personal tour of the church and then let us look around the courtyards and offices. We got brochures, stickers, and a few photos. Before leaving, he reminded us that, if we ever wanted to come back to Santa Maria, we'd have a friend there. I love friendly people.
Later, we got ice cream and browsed the "hippie market" along the port.
We took the last boat of the day back to Cadiz (getting there with plenty of time). Though brief, it was a very successful and fun trip.
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