May i start an entry with UUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHH. I´m in Madrid but what an effing trip! I had to get up at 5 this morning to traverse half the country of Belgium to the airport, arrive late because there is construction on the roads by the airport (which made the bus literally go in a circle. Absolutely ridiculous), deal with Ryanair baggage fees - thir computer system wasnt working properly when they sent me across the whole check-in lobby so I had to do that trip like 5 times and I arrived at the gate RIGHT when the last person got on.
The plane was REALLY yelow and blue. Oh yeah, it´s Ryanair. The seats were uncomfortable, the water cost 2 euros, AND we sat at the gate boarded and waiting for an hour. At least the flight attendants were nice and they spoke to me in Spanish. Score.
When I got to Madrid I was releived to find that my luggage had not been lost or rifled through. I picked it all up and began my insanely long subterranian journey to my hostal via metro. 20 million stops and a sweat-soaked shirt later I emerged into daylight again to have a man tell me my backpack was open. SHIT. Yes, I had been pickpocketed. I wondered why no one said anything. It´s not like they weren´t all staring at the weird sweaty foreigner the whole time... But worry not, reader, I am anything but a novice at travelling. I put all my valuables deep down in the big pockets of my backpack. I still have all my important documents, cards ,passport etc. I guess the pickpocket didn´t want to steal my Middlebury College ball point pens. Or my voltage converter adapter. Menos mal, right?
My hostel, however is BOMB. At the risk of being labeled a total weirdo, I might take picutres of it and the cute receptionist that works here. Once the stores open up again I´m gonna go get me a phone and do some piso hunting. I´ll put my number on facebook so you all should feel very at liberty to call me and chat me up, ok? And, send addresses if you want postcards. I´m gonna nap for a bit in the true style of the misnomered "siesta" time in Spain. L8r sk8r boiz n grlz! Yeah, sorry, I had an Avril Lavigne moment...
