Katie Jordin. Let me introduce the prostitution scene of Granada. Leaving the baggage to an hostel of 16 euros per night, I headed out to the streets of Granada. Buying a ticket of the Alhambra Palace for the next day, I dined at a nice local restaurant. Indeed, the hot and dry weather of Andalusia makes beer so good. I returned to my cheap hostel and took a shower, swearing to myself a revenge of the night in Barcelona.
It was around 8 o'clock in the evening. Reflecting my previous experience in Barcelona, I thought that, in Spain this kind of act should be started later. I stopped by a bar for a beer. What surprised me about bars in Granada is that when you order a beer 1. That's impressive. A beer in Barcelona costs euros no tapas.
What a great city Granada is! I felt like my adventure was promised that night. Granada city view from Alhanbra. After some 10 minutes' ride about 5 euros , along the highway there was a building like a cheap castle, or a Japanese "love hotel". The taxi stopped in front of the entrance. When I tried to enter the building, a black guard stopped me. I opened the door fearfully. In front of me appeared a large bar-like-floor maybe about square meters , everywhere with a lot of girls in their lingerie!
It seemed to me that many of them are high level. Scarcely had I been impressed by the sight when my gaze met a black girl sitting by the entrance. I greeted her "Ola!
Where are you from? About 10 local guys were drinking there with pretty girls serving. Along the outer wall, some 30 foxy girls wearing sexy costume sat casting a convert glance at me.
