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After four days of experiencing Europe, I have decided to go ahead and keep a travel log of the places I´m visiting and upload some of the more interesting photos. Initially, I was hoping to stash everything up in the noggin and leave the stories to be told to an inquisitive few but changed my mind after subconciously writing this entry out in my head. In the next two months I will see a dizzying amount of places and meet a staggering amount of people which will likely pass with the time if I choose not to record and share them. I will do my best to update this after every major area I visit and keep any readers interested enough to type a few comments.
This blog is written after staying from June 9th to the 12th in Madrid, Spain. Already, I am hard pressed to decide which of the many things that have occurred in the last four days to write about. Once finding the hostel in Puerta del sol, I was whirlwinded into the check-in process and treated like a backpacking veteran. Things that will become largely normal over the next two months were all jam packed into about ahalf hour of introduction to hostel life. It was not what I expected, with cheery and extremely helpful staff matched with warm showers and ample technology resources. No rats, roaches, bedbugs, or shady people in sight.
Luckily, a helpful girl named Becky who has been studying in valencia, spain was around to notice my discomfort and general confusion. She conducted a mock speed introduction and layed out a plan for the day. We headed out into the city and saw some amazing sights like the palacio royale, reina sophia museum, and of course the prado. OK this is taking entirely too long to write and my back hurts cause of this damn wooden chair. The most defining beginning of the trip was a visit to segovia, spain coupled with my jetlag-induced spell of mild depression. Coming from a stretch of two years constantly surrounded by supportive friends, girlfriend, and family, it was a tough realization that none of them would be here to share this experience. Seemed like everyone I ran into was not traveling alone. Many people seemed very impressed with the task which only made it worse.
The huge castle of segovia and a friendly stock trader named kevin turned things around. About the Spanish people- They are very detail oriented. Ladies with unending makeup adjustments and men with constant cologne aroma. The busses and city transport were both immaculate and on time. The spanish even go as far as to put LED lights along some dangerous curves in the road. The people are under constant inspection of you, your gait, and garbe. OLLLLD too. Average age is 80 in madird, and they aren´t lettingthe young crowd pass them by. Many had much more fashonable clothes than my backpacking outfit. the picture i from a beautiful park behind the prado, saw Guernica by the way and it was very moving. Mostly probably because of how famous it is and what it represents more than my nonexistant artistic analysis.
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Missy i can't wait to see pictures! take tons of them and send me all of them so i can see how much more exciting your summer is than mine haha :)