06.01.2012 - 06.01.2012 8 °C
3 things I've learned today:
1) The people at the Madrid airport speak more English than I do Spanish
2) I'm apparently very easily mistaken for a german person, because I've had "Nein, nein, nein!" yelled at me by Spanish TSA agents for doing stuff wrong over and over again while going through security.
3) Spanish Sprite is -not at ALL- sweet. It's very salty. Bleh. So much for that last taste of home.
So I'm here, stuck at the airport, and wishing very much I could talk to Jess. the WiFi kicked out a while ago and I'm left to my own devices. And my own devices are very, very boring. I hope sincerely he is asleep, though... According to my laptop, it's 3:51 AM there. Which makes it... 9:51 here. I have an hour pretty much before my next flight boards. I'm hoping I'll make it through the day today, because I had like... <---> this big of a nap on the plane. Hopefully I'll get through.
The food here in the airport is crazy expensive, and I'm drastically hoping that that's just an airport thing. Beyond that, I feel like I've still got my sealegs on because everything starts tumbling every now and then like my body's like, "HEY, WE HAVEN'T GONE THROUGH TURBULENCE IN A WHILE." Or I'm just that tired. Yeah. Screw this. I'm taking a nap while on the way to Oviedo.
Well, time to go wander around before I fall asleep on a stone counter on the middle of this floating glass thing which is also a source of this crazy vertigo. Sheesh.