After one night in Madrid:

  • There are two kinds of coffee, each of them worse than the other.
  • WiFi signal is weaker than an anemic kid.
  • Entertainment is provided by two of my roommates: Spanish chicks who party until morning then scatter their clothes around the room and throw up in the bathroom.
  • What looked like a cold is in fact a full-fledged flu. This won’t stop me from attending the museums, but man, I feel so weak right now.

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