My guidebook´s adventure

This is the story of my guidebooks´adventure:

I thought Spectra love me. I thought she respected the vast array of information I provided her. She leafed through my pages constantly, turning them soft with use. She´d even occasionally tear out a page or two so as to keep me close to her when it wasn´t safe to walk around appearing like the befuddled tourist she is. But, alas, it was not so. She left me at the hostel on her way to Salvador. I waited patiently for her to return, but she did not. I had been abandoned.

But when I had finally given up hope, a taxi driver appeared and rushed me to the airport, reuniting me with a relieved Spectra. Rather than buying a new guide book for US $60 at the airport, she had enlisted the tourist information booth in helping her call the hostel to have the book sent by taxi US $25. She vowed to keep me safe for then on.

However, when we arrived in Salvador by taxi we were descended upon by men who appeared as Golems (wanting us to pay them to show us to a hostel). Scary. Then, when we arrived at the hostel is was a terrible dump. Scary - scary. But, Spectra stayed true to her word and kept me close. The next day we moved to a nice hostel and I´ve been enjoying Salvador ever since.