While we were in Ronda we found out that our trip to Morocco, which was scheduled on Friday, had to be changed to Thursday. This came as a little problem, Daddy was going to take Ashlynn and I to go rock climbing on Thursday. He managed to change the date, so after having around 6 hours of sleep (we had the long boat ride the night before), we got up to go rock climbing on real rocks.
We met our instructor. She was really funny. We followed her up some off road tracks and then walked to the rock that we would be climbing. It was protected from the wind, which was very good. I started with the instructor helping me, telling me where to go. It was really fun!
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| Daddy belaying us |
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