Who would have thought...

Less than a week ago I was worried that it would be too hot in Madrid.

I had a Nandos chicken benedict for breakfast.

A lovely chat about Texas on the flight and and on all sorts with  Canadians at the bar.

An afternoon wandering and an olive/squid mis order resulted in too much of each for any being.

The good news was that the bar was 2 steps from our hotel, the room is over a creperie and there is a bag shop within spitting distance.