To be honest my few days in Rio are barely worth mentioning. It rained pretty much the entire time I was there, making hang gliding impossible and anything outdoors unpleasant. I ended up spending my time arranging flights and accomodation for Spain and Thailand and hanging out with Pils and Melissa (we went and saw Transformers, pretty sweet movie, especially if you like gigantic fighting robots that change into various kick ass vehicles and Megan Fox.
Anyway, after an uneventful few day in Rio, I got on a plane and headed to Madrid, Spain. It turned out to be a good move, sunny and 36 definately beats raining and 15. Madrid is actually a really nice city, I have heard people constantly bag the place, but I like it. Maybe its because I have been in South America for so long now that streets surrounded by nice old buildings without rubbish and gigantic holes in them seem to be abit of a novelty.
Pretty much no one speaks English here, so I have had to use Spanish again, which is now a little bit screwed up with Portuguese after my brief stint in Brazil. I have found myself saying "oi" and "obrigado" far too often.
I caught up with Digger and Fordy last night for a couple of beers and a few tapas. They have just finished a 3 week holiday in Portugal and caught a plane this morning for Menorca(another Balearic island, near Mallorca).
Today I spent most of my time walking around Madrid and looking for a new digital camera. I ended up buying an Olympus water-proof one (you know the one in the ad where the owner feeds his camera to the slobbery dog)
Unfortunately, I only have 2 shots of Madrid on my disposible camera, (which i will hand in for processing when i get to Barcelona, apparently it takes 2 days to put it on CD).
Tomorrow morning, I fly out to Barcelona.
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