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Friday, June 15, 2012

Madrid Day 1


Lookie Who I Found!

Okay, well I guess if we plan to meet in Madrid I was expecting to find them but you know, it's always a great thing to walk into a hostel and be greeted by your rather sleepy sister who just happened to wake up wondering why you hadn't yet arrived.

Yeah, that's right. We stayed in a hostel and once it was located, was a great location in Puerta del Sol and I wanted to explore! Once they woke up from their groggy travel state we got ready to head out. It didn't take that much time since their luggage was misplaced somwhere between San Francisco and Madrid. As I heard about their tight connection in New York, I was happy to hear that their luggage only missed the flight and not them.

We took out towards Plaza Mayor, the main plaza in Madrid. As it was a beautiful summer evening, the plaza was filled with people. The resteraunt tables set out were filling up with the help of employees attracting tourists in various languages. We didn't need that much encouraging; we saw sangria and were on a tapas mission. It was at this first location that I realized my sister's Spanish skills are nothing short of amazing. (Yes, Nina they are!) Granted, I'm the one who took 4 years in high school and still struggle through the El Torito menu, however on this trip to Spain I atleast remembered gracias rather than grazie when stepping off the plane.

After a people watching adventure in the plaza complete with jamon e melon and sangria we headed out for a little exploring and picking up toothbrushes. Wandering the streets with a map but never quite figuring out where we were, I couldn't help but wonder if being directionally challenged is genetic. We found a few churches and made a major loop down by the Palacio Reale and Cathedral. On our way back towards our hostel we stopped for late night gelato. I was exhausted at this point, but my CA time zoned siblings were gearing up again so we got back in time for them to crash. I think my last words to them were "3am is brutal- just you wait." And you know what? Big sis was right!

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