Day 5 - Madrid

Day 5 does not have much to report. After sleeping for a grand total of about two hours and reading pretty much all of my book for the other ten hours of our train ride, we arrived in Madrid. When we got through the train station, to the Metro station, we found out that our hotel was out in the boondocks of Madrid and that it was going to take a bit of a trip to get there. We set off and after about an hour of changing metro lines and changing buses a few times and taking an overpriced taxi, we reached our glamorous hotel. We were all so tired, though, that we didn’t take any notice. After we unloaded our stuff we decided to power through the rest of the evening and then just get to bed earlier. We took our journey back to the city now more seasoned professionals and we eliminated the taxi. We found and internet café and each sent off our one email that cost 2 Euro. Then we found some random place to eat. We all got mediocre paella with mediocre drinks, mediocre table, and even worse service. This lady did not like us for some reason. Maybe some American early-twenty-somethings committed some heinous crime against her and she now takes it out on all of us, I don’t know. We walked around Madrid a bit and then started the epic journey back to our hotel in no man’s land. After a long day of lugging my bags around, I cannot think of bliss much greater than that of climbing into bed.