Day 1.3 Madrid (Deija)

Madrid

As we leave the train station, we enter a ghost town. This part of Madrid is completely lacking human and animal appearances. It is the business district, at least that is what I figure, but no one is doing business today apparently. Even though Sundays in Spain and many other European countries are slow, I would expect a big city such as Madrid to be awake at 8:30 on a Sunday no matter what happened... 


*Zombie Apocalypse maybe?

No... Maybe not. *


It's my birthday! EVERYONE SHOULD BE AWAKE! The astonishing anniversary of the day I left the womb! We should have a party! Or not. I'm thinking maybe a slice o' cheesecake, hanging with March and Auna, watching Spanish television shows at whichever hotel March has booked, sleeping? 

March had other plans, after walking for a little over an hour from the train station to where the hotel was suppose to be Auna and I noticed a hotel that looked super nice and I made a lame crack that that's where we were staying, then as we passed it there was another sign and it was for a restaurant in the hotel and their logo was of a spork. Totally not pertinent to anything else I am going to tell you, just wanted you to know. Giving out useless information for free? That would be me. :)

We kept walking for maybe thirty seconds and then Mr. March turned around and I assumed he was just going back to use Wi-Fi or something but when we walked in, it all kinda clicked. Bree's comment on Facebook, the weird way Auna looked at me when we started to walk back, all the weird looks I was receiving from her while standing in the lobby as March talked to the receptionist. We were totally staying here. Suite.

(Ha! Play on words! They were called the Alcala Suites)

I was really excited! :) Hostels are no more on our itinerary! Don't get me wrong, some were really nice, but, hotel? A nice one at that? Lovin'. It. 

There was a swimming pool, complementary breakfast, short walk to a few restaurants and a grocery store. Out of the way so no traffic noises. I. Am. Happy. For sure. It's great, and I didn't expect anything else. I got to take a nap, hang by the pool, listen to music, watch American movies in Spanish without subtitles... Rearrange. 

Then later in the day I stayed back at the hotel while Auna went to see if the grocery store would ever open during the day, and while she was gone, I just lay back, relaxed, and enjoyed every minute of it. 

She came back, along with March (whom I didn't notice even left till I looked up from my resting spot, sprawled on my bed with headphones) and they brought me cheesecake ice-cream, (they couldn't find actual cheesecake, but it was way better than the real thing) and super delish pizza... Like real pizza! Pizza pizza! Not weird Spanish pizza. Good old fashioned delicious American pizza. It was amazing. 

Mr. March afterward went to sit by the pool, and Auna and I took a ton of pictures, trashed the room then cleaned it up, made dancing videos with our new poofy pants, (Auna's present to me :D) and had a tiny dance party with the music channel on the television. It happened to be playing American music, and we knew all the songs... We watched videos on YouTube, and when March got back, we calmed down slightly, but I still think we kind of bugged him, just a little. 

We ended up actually going to sleep around 1:00AM or so, not too late. Breakfast in the morning! 

Overall, a great day! Thanks March! It was awesome! And Auna? "Pantelones pants" are amazing! :) love you guys! Thankya for everything!! 

Deija