While I was doing laundry, a guy came into my building’s laundry room, took off his shirt and pants, put them in an already-running dryer, pulled out a different shirt and pair of pants from the selfsame dryer, put them on, restarted the dryer, and left.
If I kept a food journal, my entry for yesterday would make any nutritionist faint:
Breakfast: Spaghetti.
Lunch: Oreos.
Dinner: More Oreos.
I desperately need to go grocery shopping.
My favorite pair of jeans has developed an unfortunate hole in the right-back pocket.
I’ve been carrying my wallet in my right-back pocket since 4th grade. But, not wanting to lose my wallet, I swapped my handkerchief and my wallet.
Having a wallet in my left-back pocket is the most mind-boggling sensation immaginable. It’s very comparable to putting your pants on with the wrong leg first or wearing your watch on the opposite wrist.
My entire outlook on life has changed.
Happy Pi Day, everybody! Hope you have a splendid one. As a Pi Day present, I’ll share with you my favorite approximation of pi: Buffon’s Needle, where pi can be reasonably approximated by throwing small sticks over one’s shoulder on a hardwood floor.
I’m still in sunny Madrid, but today was my last full day. I had some wonderful paella right off the Plaza Mayor, then saw all the typical touristy things. I leave first thing tomorrow morning, and fly back to a job interview. Eesh!
I’m still in beautiful Madrid, enjoying the 65 degree days (far better than the single digits going on in New York, I assure you).
I’m staying with my best friend from high school, the illustrious Chris Perella. He teaches English to the locals twice a week at the university, but last night his teaching partner bailed. So last night I spent an hour teaching English to a group of middle-aged Madrileños (N.B.: I don’t speak a word of Spanish). It was a hoot.
For lunch yesterday, Chris and I had a giant plate of meat. We went to a nearby restaurant (a sort of French fry bar) and got a huge combo platter comprised of a gigantic heap of fries covered in six different kinds of meat (all exquisite) accompanied by sixteen different salsas/sauces (all also exquisite). It was delicious.
Late last night, we went to a cave-themed bar. What an awesome theme.
More later, plus pictures.
Hello. I’m in Madrid.
Yesterday, I was awake for forty hours straight. It was pretty intense.
Last night, I got stuck in an elevator with four other people in an elevator that was far tinier than you can even imagine. I was rescued by Madrid’s bomb squad at 4:30 AM. It was awesome.
Today, I saw five bulls die at the hands of skinny guys in tight pants and silly hats. And it was free, because some awesome old Spanish man gave us five free tickets for spectacular eighth row seats.
More later. ¡Adiós!