Amura Alcobendas

... poca hippie como si fuese uno de los integrantes de los Beatles y, que nos dice que no nos podemos perder (pero con cara de emocionado) en Las Vegas el espectáculo de Bette Midler (que es como ver un espectáculo de Norma Duval...). Hombre, no tengo nada contra ellas... pero no creo que sea la mejor recomendación para unos veinteañeros como nosotros XD... Es como si nosotros le recomendamos a mi abuela que vaya a ver un concierto de heavy metal.... También es digno de ...

... boarded AA Flight 68 for España! Boarded the flight...we were asked to de-board...fabulous! AC broke...but, shoot, I wasn't sad...kick me off, I was happy that it broke while we were on the ground before we were up in the air. Only an hour delayed, we were taxied out for our departure...and we were off! Then, once in the air, I popped my Benadryl...read a few chapters in my book, and night ...

... where traditional and contemporary capes are crafted by hand from fine fabric, mostly wool (felt). Picture cape after cape, traditional blacks and reds mostly; mostly long and a few short. If you are Hillary Clinton you have one. The Queen of Spain? You have one, too. Even men wear their capes. They have customers all over the world. So, if you would like to be as stylish as the Spaniards, they would love to ...

... to a techno club were it was basically all local hippies and us so that was an aswesome experience. The next day we saw a few museums including the Picasso museum which was cool, cubism is some crazy art. After a night at a club on the beach with all Americans this time we decided to take it easy the next day on the beach. We hung out and played cards and we each got massages for 5 euros, we both decided that was the best 5 euros we ...

It was Easter Sunday and we knew the markets were on in the centre of Madrid. However, the Toros (Bullfighting) Museum was our first stop. There were a lot of people outside the stadium at Los Ventas. Some just walking around and others queuing for tickets. Walking anticlockwise around the stadium, we found what looked like a showing area and a lot of people lined up but not for the museum. We walked back the way we came, asked someone for directions ...

... and modern 21st century versions of the windmills Don Quijote chased on the ridgelines throughout the Meseta. At our lunch stop in semi-desert scrub and irrigated farm country south of Madrid we were met by a man a real man from La Mancha, a shepherd with some of the sheep responsible for the region's delicious Manchego cheese. While the sheep that swarmed around the truck and our lunch table were certainly ...

... me what it was. I quickly answered, "onion rings", and Radha nodded and pointed to the onion rings, which the lady loaded on his plate, next to French fries. Radha being vegetarian, there weren't always many entrees he could choose from, and onion rings and French fries were going to be it that day. Sitting at our table, Radha took a first bite of his onion rings. He frowned, grimaced, looked at me, and said, "are these really onion rings? They must cook their onions ...

... noon. Later we would learn that the bear pawing a tree was actually the seal of Madrid. We proceeded under the genius navigation of "Clark Griswold" (Chad) and made our way through the Plaza Mayor, past the Palacio Real, and onto the gondola for a very mellow ride over the surprisingly open space surrounding Madrid. As proper Americans, we found the tallest roller coaster on the horizon and celebrated our Independence at the least crowded theme park in the world. Alli took ...

... if she had stolen some shampoo. Of all things to steal. So, I'm stuck with curly hair. And my hair isn't as curly now that I've cut it. Maybe we'll find one when we go back to the Carrefour. On the way home we got lost. Not just lost, but LOST. We drove around for about 2 hours looking for the exit. We finally got Allen's GPS to kick in and guide us back, but it took awhile. Back at the hotel now.... been hanging out with Kathrine and just got off the phone with Brad. Bedtime!

... English. *Don't be tight-fisted for food. Spanish cuisine cannot be missed to save a little money. But make sure that you go out with someone. Eating alone is something unusual in Spain. *Dress well - to the Spanish, a person dressed badly is worse than anything. *** Have someone local to visit. Spanish hospitality may beat any other kind of hospitality in the planet! It will appear in my newsletter of Valencia soon. Hasta luego, Kei