ay carumba

Alli and I arrived in Madrid yesterday after a 14 hour train ride from Paris (more on that later).

We had no idea as to where to go, so we wandered, and found ourselves lost in a sketchy part of the city, and in the middle of a torrential rainstorm. We thought about trying to go into a bar, but thought it best not to offend our new country by flooding their establishments with our soaking bodies and bags. So we battled the storm a bit longer and I guess we looked pretty pathetic because we got waved into a bar, where some beers were on the house and they didn´t seem to care about the puddles we left behind.

Eventually we found ourselves a hostel in a much nicer part of town and fell asleep, thoroughly exhausted.