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We learned on this trip that the Oxford rain is going to follow us everywhere. Pretty much the entire time we were in Madrid, it was raining. Unfortunately for Madrid, they don't typically get much rain so they were very unprepared. The city is built to enhance the population's love of the sun, so when it was pouring out it was pretty hard to find …
... a half, I talked with Blanca, a funny, talkative professional whose company had been acquired by a German group and who now had to speak English at international project meetings. She was apologetic about her English and nervous that she would never be fluent. She admired how the correct English sentences came flowing out of the Anglos' mouths. Her sentences had a lot of pauses and heavily accented words, so ...
... usual we loved it. We gave her her little gift and flowers and she was so
excited to receive our little angel from Canada. She is truly our angel and we
are both so thankful we have her, she made our spain experience perfect and I
truly believe its because I needed to speak to her everyday that I became so
fluent in the language. Im really going to miss her. After dinner me and Tamar
were to tired to go back to the sports bar so we watched a bit of ...
... on the wall in fired-painted terracotta. A gambling machine, cigarette machine and booths. The place could fit two hundred. It's early and there was a constant run of all ages, men and women, singly or in groups, coffees, hot chocolates, beers, snacks, or dinner from the vast array of stuff available. We had beers and baby cuttlefish fried to perfection and then some serious jamon (dry cured ham) and olives. The jamon hangs in a vice so it can be fine shaved. As the early ...
... if you left them in the mini bar! After this it was time for some sightseeing to kill of the very minor jetlag.
Our sightseeing started with lunch at a backstreet family owned restaurant with an owner who couldn't speak English. The food was alright, despite it not making sense on the all Spanish menu. We started walking around the gran via, which is a beautiful yet very unusual street, We also visited the plaza ...