schmostel

Yesterday, the last full day in Madrid, I got up like a good little girl and went to mass, which I have, believe it or not, been doing pretty religiously (ha ha) for a while now. It was a pretty mass at a church which I cannot remember the name of right now. Then I went to this kind of depressing World War I art exhibit at the Thyssen Museum. It was free. I hunkered down later and devoured as much as Twilight as possible. I can see now why everyone is so obsessed with it— it is addicting. I went for a long run through the park, as has been my custom and stayed in to Skype and catch up on e-mails and random stuff like that for the night. Then, later, as I was trying to drift pleasantly to sleep, these obnoxious Australian girls checked into the room, turned on all the lights and proceeded to go out for the night. The Amazon twins returned around 5am, reeking of smoke and alcohol. They turned on the lights again and I could not sleep for an hour, but of course they both snored loudly in their deep asleep. It was somehow hot as hell in that room after an hour, they must have turned up the heat. Vengefully I opened the window and when their alarm clock when off at like 8, they both started cavetching about how terribly cold it had gotten. I snickered comfortably from my little cama and rolled back over and slept soundly for another hour and a half. I am glad I am leaving now.