Madrid.
Mental note: never go travelling alone while still recovering from tonsillitis.
Got to my incredulously luxurious hotel, had a shower, rested a little (very little) and decided to go and check out Saturday night in Sol.
Saw people dressed up as pirates, wheres waldos and other delightful creatures. Felt dizzy, failed to gobble down a hot dog and took the metro back to the hotel.
Disappointing.
Not disappointed, however, by the efficient metro system. The bigger the city, the narrower the trains.
Also not disappointed by people keeping the door open for the other person at the metro exit/entrance.
And most touched by the woman in the grocery store who would have chatted to me all evening about "breakfast biscuits" had I let her.
Ah, Madrid.
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