Well, today started as a bad day. I woke up, said goodbye to Pedo (she went to Korea for the holidays), I could barely speak, I started speaking to her in Romanian. Strange. I went back to bed and I slept until 14:00. Argentino left at 16:00 and I just had to get out of the house.
I went to check out one company. The address was Paseo de la Castellana, but I had no idea that this street goes round half of Madrid. Well, I guess I don’t really know Madrid. It still surprises me and it still makes me smile. I got off the metro in Plaza de la Castilla and I finally saw them: the two towers, Puerta de Europa. I had no idea they were there. And then I started walking: next metro station, Cuzco.
And… surprise, surprise, Madrid makes me smile again: Santiago Bernabeu. I saw it for the first time after living here for three months, and by mistake. Shame on me. After walking some more, Nuevos Ministerios. It’s not the best part of Madrid, but I liked it, it felt cozy. Proxima estacion: Gregorio Marañón. Next metro stop, Colón. And I finally decided I was tired and I have to take the subway.
While I was looking for the entrance my phone rang and trying to find it I fell. I fell in Madrid wearing high heels. Nice one! Well, it was because of some stairs. No, actually I don’t have any excuse.
I went home, ate and went last minute shopping to buy my mama something and some things that my friends asked for. I called Blondy before coming home. He sounded a little bit strange. Of… I feel that even if tomorrow I’ll be home, I’ll leave here a big part of myself. Now I’m packing and still listening to Sabina’s “Yo me bajo en Atocha”.
Madrid, I’m coming back, wait for me and please be the same. Love, me.
