“A journey is best measured in friends, rather than miles.” – Tim Cahill
Ok, so it is 1:30am in Madrid and I have discovered the free internet in the bar downstairs from the hostel. Yay, free internet. My travel partners and new friends are confused that I would take a few moments to update my blog, but I must. Who knows when the internet will present itself in such a convenient way again. We have only been in Madrid since 6pm. We settled in the hostel and met our fellow roommates. I already love the hostel. It is an old palace remade. Wow. Who would’ve thought. The character is great. The people are great. My roommates include Sam from Australia, Heitor from Brazil, and Alex from Germany who is meeting up with her other friends. I have also met 3 people from San Diego…random and weird coincidence. Gian Carlo from Canada is so fun as well as Stephen from Ireland. Anyone that knows me well can probably guess that I am flirting with Stephen pretty exclusively because he is from Ireland and has that fabulous Irish, Scottish, English accent I love. Maybe it would be easier to say UK accent, no? I’m not picky. To be honest, he could tell me he hated puppies, rainbows, and long walks on the beach and I would still find him charming. I’m such a sucker for an accent. Ok, I must go…I have been on here longer than the 20 minutes I committed to. Adios for now.