This week finds xtracold in Madrid. First time in Spain but i've left my union jack boxer shorts at home. From what I hear Madrid is a little more classy than the usual expat haunts - benidorm etc.
Shacked up in a hotel near the Estadio Santiago Bernabéu which of course gets full of fitba players and their obsessive followers on a weekly basis. The team is called Real Madrid, which must mean that somewhere else in town the False Madrid play. Regardless, in between matches it would seem that tourists hang around outside taking pictures e.g.
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Estadio Santiago Bernabéu
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Estadio Santiago Bernabéu
After the mandatory shots of where the fitba players run aboot I kept wandering to see if I could find somewhere to eat. Seen a bunch of places but as the Spanish eat late they were all empty. Some of us have been travelling for 20+ hrs to get here so a late dining experience would likely end up with me falling asleep face down in tapas. Eventually I sat down in a lounge bar type place and hand signalled for beer and food. Perhaps by the end of the week I will know enough to converse a few words. I'll leave haggisandbigos.com to discuss the beer findings on this trip.
To wrap up, here is a picture of some church like thing that was on my walk. No idea what it is and likely I won't return to find out. But someone adept at chipping stone must have been involved in the construction. Good work Señor.