My Madrid

So here's a little update of my evening out with my new travel buddies, Paulo and Lima (he won't tell me how he got the nickname). Anyway, it was crazy. Forget New York - Madrid is the City that Never Sleeps. Do you know what that is in Spanish? Mucho marcha! Ironically, we started off the evening at an Irish pub called 'Dubliners' where they have a big screen TV devoted to English Premier League games. Then we moved onto a cosy little disco-bar in Huertas. That was good fun. Got to meet some locals and of course, imagine who I would marry if I was the marrying kind. Luckily the locals where out in full force despite being a Thursday but that's one of the things I love about Spain.

Last stop was a tapas bar with a great live solo musician. It was just me, my compadres, the owner, the muso and the guitar. He played some Spanish folk songs that made me nostalgic. Or was it the red wine that made me nostalgic - I can't tell now. Anyway, I finally hit the sack at about 7am, I would still be sleeping except that I have to head to Seville today. Not that I'm complaining - should be awesome.

See you on the other side of this!

J