Palamós.  Beach.  Around 3:30am.  

By 12:20 or so, we had found our camp spot of choice... basically just on the sand.  We wrapped ourselves in our rad new blankets and attempted sleeping.  By 3 am we had been spooning for nearly 3 hours, but our blankets and body heat were no match for the cold ocean, night breeze.  At the point that these pictures were taken (oh my god, look at sara. so great.), we had decided to pack up our shit and try to beg a nearby hotel to let us sleep for really cheap, and if all else failed, we would walk around until the sun came up... anything to not be frozen.  We walked to Hotel Marina looking pretty pathetic, not really knowing how to approach the night hotel lady with our request, but desperately needing to sleep.

Sara: "estamos frios..." awkward silence (Sara and the cow blanket are lost for words at this point).

Night Hotel lady: "Que?" 

Ali: "Hola señora, hemos caminado mucho y no podemos encontrar habitación y nesecitamos dormir......"  (basically, we're two young girls with limited funds and are desperately in need of a place to sleep.  please help us)

Long story short, we got the room for 20 euros, collapsed into a king sized bed at around 4 am and woke up feeling ridiculous, but refreshed.