Petit Palace Alcala Torre

Virgen de los Peligros 2, Madrid, Madrid, 28013, Spain and Canary Islands | 4 star hotel

Check rates and availability for this hotel

Find the best prices for Petit Palace Alcala Torre from our 9 partners. Show all partners Hide partners

Overview
Photos
Map
Stories

Travel Blogs from Madrid

Iberia oder eine Rückreise mit Hindernissen

A travel blog entry by tikido

... geweckt, wenn ihr Kopf, Arm oder Bein beim Vorbeilaufen dieser gerammt wurde.
Eigentlich kaum vorstellbar ist, dass es heutzutage noch Fluggesellschaften gibt, die auf einem der l�ngsten Langstreckenfl�ge keine individuelle Bordunterhaltung in Form von Mini-Bildschirmen anbieten und dazu die Gemeinschaftsfernseher gro�teils ausgeschaltet lassen. Aber Iberia machte dieses Erlebnis m�glich und verhalf uns somit zu einer ...

Madrid

A travel blog entry by dizzysparkles

... All full. Ugh. In the tourist information office, an Aussie overheard me asking about Pamplona. Merric was fresh off the plane, ready to backpack Europe for four months. First things first. He had a couple of €20 bills poking out of his pocket and looked a little lost. I was a new traveller once too haha. I told him he wouldn't survive and to put his money away and put his wallet in his front backpack. He accompanied me to the bus station. I was humming ...

A Hop-on-get-stuck Day!

A travel blog entry by jbushie

This is a top pick!

... amount of scaffolding, railings and police. Then hoardings, horses and a stage... When Geelong wins the AFL Final, adoring fans descend on Kardinia Park. When Real Madrid win a football final, it's the Plaza de Cibeles and all feeder boulevards. The fountain in the centre of the plaza is turned off, fenced and only the captain is allowed in on top of the statue (via a temporary staircase) ...

Powering through to Madrid

A travel blog entry by chelseacrown

Alina and Stephanie woke up super early to go to the airport and catch their flights back to the States. I was left in the room by myself to check out later and go to Madrid on the train. When I woke up, I could barely breathe. I felt like I was choking. I had no idea how I was going to put my backpack on and make it to Madrid. I take a shower and spend a good half an hour in there trying to cough up whatever feels like it’s stuck in my throat ...