Paris-Madrid

Wednesday September 6

We got up and packed fairly relaxedly, as our flight was not until around 2pm. Caught the train to the Airport where we waited for the plane and our arrival in a country I'd never visited. From the air there we fantastic views of the Pyrenees after which we descended into Madrid.

Our first night was fairly subdued here - after checking into the hostel (making use of my limited Spanish to find the place!) we walked into the city centre (noticing the extraordinary quantity of street workers) for a light meal before heading back to the hostel. I walked back to the metro at around 9.30pm to pick up Kelso, who was rejoining us after finishing his internship in Stuttgart, Germany, and we caught up on stories before hitting the sack.