My high school Spanish is just not cutting it. I know how to say I want things, and what I want, but most verbs are beyond my recollection.
We arrived in Madrid and have been coasting around on very little sleep, which makes walking into processions of hooded Easter celebrants brandishing maces even more surreal than it otherwise might be. Tomorrow we head to the Prado and thence to Barcelona--if our last ditch attempt to buy bus tickets through the hostel desk clerk pays off, that is.
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