Finally in Madrid after a long plane ride of watching Country Strong and trying to choke down plane food. The combination of jetlag and anxiety is not agreeing with my stomach and crusty lettuce wasn't helpful. Other than that everything went pretty smoothly. I was momentarily struck with terror when I hit 30 minutes of watching the same six bags that were not mine spin around the luggage terminal but my bag came eventually of course and all was well. We had trouble finding the hostel. Had great direction for the metro but forgot to figure out what to do when we got off...so that worked out about as well as you might imagine. We asked some lovely old men at a fish booth who rambled at us in rapid Spanish that we couldn't understand but their pointing got us headed in the right direction. We made it eventually, waited around for a couple hours to get checked in, and took some long awaited showers and naps.
More later! Adios!
More later! Adios!
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