Having spent more time in my room and watched more TV in a couple of days than the whole time I've been here, on Thursday I actually managed to make it out of the house. Fully paracetamol-ed up, I took myself the familiar walk down towards the Plaza de Toros to visit the others. This is actually the beginning of my walk, at the bottom of my road, there's this church. I also tried to get in the juggler who's often there - standing in the middle of the road - but you can't really see him... I don't think I've ever actually seen him ask for money, so maybe its just for the added adrenaline rush? Stand in the way of moving cars, that's definitely one way to spice up a basic juggling routine.