UUUGGGGHHHHH

Alright, where to start...how about some highlights?

- Trip started off with a little bad luck (missed the airport exit...twice). I still made it on time though.

- Met a nice British woman waiting for the same flight as me. She was very talkative. Their accents sound so much funnier in real life.

- Had a layover in London/Heathrow. Worst airport ever. Tons of funny looking cars though.

- Finally landed in Madrid. Freeeeeeedom. Now what to do with it? Guess I'll take a walk.

- Two hours later, I realize I'm back to where I started. Lame.

- An hour later, I finally reach downtown Madrid, Plaza Del Sol. Very cool. Didn't take any pictures yet cause my legs hurt so bad. I'm starting to rethink the whole Crocs thing.

- Had multiple good-looking Spanish girls try to talk to me. But I just smiled like a dumb ass and said "English", at which they promptly walked away. Grrrr...

- After the third hostel, I finally found one with open beds. It's actually really nice. Has a bar, and an atrium with a fountain, and free WiFi. And it was only 16 Euros (which is incidentally twice my daily budget).

In conclusion, I'm quickly learning that you at least need to have a plan on where you are going to spend the night. I missed the pouring rain by literally ten minutes. And I also realized that hardly ANYONE speaks English here (totally called that one wrong).

But besides a few minor setbacks, it still has been an exciting day. I'm sitting here talking to a very friendly French girl and a very funny Polish girl and just having a swell time. I'm prolly leaving Madrid tomorrow though. Too many bad memories already. Adios.