Seeing the City we came to see - sort of - 26/1/10

Yesterday after a day of typical Spanish procrastination and missed dentists appointments – 4.30 rolled around and we decided we needed to do something. We had done shit all in six hours.

We caught he train to Atocha, a tram stop in el centro. We immediately grabbed a coffee as the after effects of David’s re-scheduled dentist appointment had left him drowsy. Heve to say it may have been the best damn coffee ever, Stabucks ain’t got shit on that place.

After a brief rejuvination it was time to sight see, this would be tough due to the fact that now it had turned dark, but it would offer a different view of some of the city’s monuments. Par exemple; a smaller version of the Brandenburg Gate, the king’s personal gardens, a beautiful palace structure that looks over a lake as well as a Chinese sculpted Monte Manufaktura and the beautiful waterfall that goes with it.

Spanish people seem to be health nuts. If someone isn’t running or cycling then they are keeping fit while rollerblading through the city, this is awesome and puts the British people to shame as the rare jogger you see at home is either doing it as a last resort because they are to fat or training for the London arathon. I suppose some of the beauty in this city makes puffing and panting a little more tolerable.

Saying that =- with all the major statues, monuments or buildings it seems slightly harder to appreciate them when they stick a a giant highway in front of them making them harder to get to, or even photoraph.

We made our way to a pub to grab something to eat and a beer. This beer was awesome – unfortunately I didn’t catch it’s name though, so next time I take it, it’ll have to be by chance. We also ordered some Tortillas, Patatas Bravas and crisps – talk about potato overload. But it was nice; the patatas Bravas (or potatoes for the brave) came in an amazing curry sauce and these were especially good.

After settling up we made our way back. We attempted to rent a car so we could make our way to Toledo the next day but settled on a train ticket instead.

When we finally made it home there was a nice surprise of some homecooked Tortillas with chorizo in. D-Licious.