Finding a place to stay

We finished work at 2pm and got a lift from Sergio to a place where we’d heard that they were renting out little furnished apartments, but unfortunately, they had all gone. There was a notice on the wall for another apartment to let so we wrote it down. Sergio had found out about a hostal which rented rooms for the month for rock bottom prices so we went to have a look. Sergio described it kindly as “sencillo”(simple), his daughter Laura had been a bit more blunt and called it “feo” (ugly). It looked like a cell, but it was VERY cheap. An option I was willing to consider until David talked some sense into me – we are supposed to be on holiday too and we could afford something a bit better. We had a couple of leads and a couple of numbers and hoped to find somewhere to live today. If the worst came to the worst, we could always say in La Posada Mariquinta one more night. It’s kind of damp and very cold, so I’ll actually be glad when we can move out.