La Huerta De San Lorenzo Segovia

Our flight was long and tiresome, but worth it. We took our gratuitous picture to start our journey.


Our flight arrived an hour late. The flight was typical. We slept most of the time. The dinner was good, breakfast was so-so. Upon arrival at the Madrid airport, it became evident how LARGE it is. The place is huge. You have to take a tram ride to get around. We got our bags pretty quickly and hopped on the Metro. It was my first ...

... A father and son (who was in his 40s) pair from Monterey, Mexico, and Parents traveling with their daughter from Calgary, Canada. They were all really nice. Our first course was a stew. It had white beans, some churizo, and some other odd thing that I tried but decided was disgusting. I asked if anyone knew what it was. The Mexican son asked what it was for us. It was pigs ear. I can't believe I ate it. Then our second course was mixed vegetables, a ...

... take (not as entetaining as an earlier interation with an elderly bloke in Burgos where she was told somewhat tipsily, that women from the South ´grew better´than those in the North. I´m not sure he was talking specifically about height but to be honest I wasn´t sure what he was saying at all). Anyway, after an hour mulling over a mouthful-sized cup of coffeee in Madrid´s Estacion Sur, we hopped on the ´direct´ bus to Cuenca..... A&Vx

... windows were over the river with its cliffs and bridges were still spectacular. A highlight of our day trip to Segovia was definitely the hot chocolates in a café we discovered beside the aqueduct. They were thick enough to hold a teaspoon up. If you have visited Spain you might be saying "Well of course they have great hot chocolates" but these were the first thick, thick, rich hot chocolates we had enjoyed. It was a cold day and with the hot chocolates it was perfect.

... ride back was quick. Overall a great day trip and worth doing if you ever find yourself in Madrid for a few days. Day 3 - Reina Sofia and the MADrider Pub Crawl We slept in because it was sunday. When we finally go motivated we made our way to the madrid art museum, the "Centro de Arte Reinea Sofia". Karla and I have visited a few modern art museums and we enjoy arguing with each other about what pieces we like and it always ends up being a long winded ...

... diverse" to make it sound nice, but in reality it's just dirty and ghetto. One apartment had an Indian restaurant below it. Curry, anybody? To top it all off, my poor directional skills led me around the entire south loop of the city in flip flops and now my feet hurt. I've never missed my sneakers so much. At least Madrid is really beautiful. Hotel is okay, quaint I guess. Tomorrow will be better.

... grandmother told me that "whoever comes to Madrid never leaves" and it's easy to see why. Even though it's a big city, it does not have a dominating urban feel. Shops are owned by people down the street, and they close for a couple hours midday for la comida (lunch) which takes place around 2:30. Oh, and dinner is served around 9:00, which I'm still getting used to. Ok, there are some things that make it painfully obvious that Madrid is a metropolis, too. Like the ...

... night though! Yesterday we went to see the Statue of Liberty before we left. We planned pretty much every night that we would wake up early the next day and go to the statue but we slept in every single time! So we decided to just see it from a distance and that would be enough for us! We didn´t realise that all the trains to Brooklyn weren´t running that day, so we ended up having to pay for a cab to the airport because it took us so long to get back to pick up ...

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... trailed by a man kicking dustbins over as he walks and shouting. I try to walk faster. 5 mins later he catches up. He asks me where im going. The bus station. That's great. So is he. He says hes been smoking crack tonight. He feels great. My options are narrowed down to one. I can´t b************ out of him. I can´t run - theres a massive mochila on my back. I must make friends with him. I shake hands, offer to accompany him to the station, ask him whether he likes football ...