Arriving with the bus in Sevilla at about 10:00pm I got hit by the heat in the city which was still massively present. I went to a McDonald's to have electricity to recharge and free Wifi. Then I walked through the city to that spot the covoiturage guy told me but who did not come - we know that already - and was amazed by the beauty of the city. Now, at 1:00am, the temperature was comfortable. And even if it was Sunday night there were still many people on the street for having a late dinner or just some drinks, maybe just because before it was too hot for that. While walking in the streets I experienced that during nighttime the city was a nice place to be. Frustrated by the French guy from covoiturage not coming I took a random quiet place to rest some few hours and then go on. The next morning I had the chance to walk in the city while it wasn't too hot yet. First I needed to recharge my camera mobile of which the battery is not working properly any more which I did in the train station, then I searched for a tourist information to get some maps and bus time tables, then I went to an Internet café to get some information on hitchhiking to Cadiz and La Linea de Concepcion/Gibraltar and from there to Malaga but all that took so much time because things are hard to find, bus schedules doesn't exist in a way a stranger can get to know where to go but only residents who know where to go. Then I tried to contact the other covoiturage guy who wanted to go to Tarifa but with no success. Thank god the city is really really beautiful, probably one of the most beautiful I have seen so far with all the mostly white or in clear colors Moor style buildings and parks, even the cathedral, so it helps me to calm down over all those frustrating circumstances, even with the extreme heat. Finally at 1:00pm I could start hitchhiking, i.e. get the right bus for a spot where hitchhiking should work well. But it was all useless. With a sign for Cadiz/Tarifa, with an additional saying '...o no tienes cojones? :-)', without any sign, on a different place for Malaga - all was frustrating and finally I got back to the center again, reading on a sign that there were 44 degrees at 5:30pm. I had to hurry a bit to get the bus for Malaga leaving at 6:00pm... I knew that hitchhiking in Spain would not work well, but that it would be such a failure was news to me. A Spanish friend told me that it was actually forbidden by law but come on, if I had been a young pretty girl I wouldn't have waited for long. Next step: getting a nice young and pretty girl for that - or becoming one myself. Ten minutes before departure I got to the bus stop, but unfortunately ti ticket desk was occupied by a woman not knowing what she wanted. Five minutes before departure, finally, I could buy my ticket and the man at the desk sent me away saying 'corre, corre, corre!'. As I arrived at the bus platform in time, I had to wait for the bus to come for another 5 minutes, massively sweating since I ran at these temperatures. Leaving Sevilla in the bus at 6:00pm I saw another sign telling that it even had 50 degrees! I slept in the bus for some time but I also realized that we were passing thousands of large large fields of olive trees before we arrived at the coast where were probably the most people of this country living since almost all the coast was full of either big houses for people living there or big hotels for tourists. At 8:40pm we arrived in Malaga. With almost no battery left I just could receive that Isabel, my couchsurfing host here, would meet me at 9:30pm at a flag in the middle of the Malaga feria. Then the battery was dead.
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