The next day was a bit dreary, but I still wanted to squeeze in a run while we had the chance. Off we went!
We grabbed showers, then decided to skip the hotel breakfast and go to a nearby cafe instead. We spent most of the morning wandering through various stores in the downtown area.
We wandered around for a little longer, then eventually made our way back to the room to spend a bit of time packing (our flight out was scheduled to leave disgustingly early the next morning). I got my stuff mostly packed while Mark tried to figure out where to get some kjotsupa (lamb soup) for dinner. We found some at a little cafe, then walked over to Dillon, a really neat whiskey bar.
We went back to the hotel, where Mark ordered us some port and a couple fancy donuts. (I think he called it 'poor decision port' when he told me what he got.) We checked in to our flights, then went up to the room to finish packing and get at least a little sleep. 4am was going to come quick!