Sunday, May 22, 2016

Week 9

Madrid
Last week I was back in Madrid for a conference.  Every year the Spanish military and US military get together to discuss what mutual training events we will do.  The weather was beautiful, as is usual, and it was a very easy conference.  First there are introductory speeches, then coffee break, then some meetings, then lunch, then more meetings, and that was it.  It was a two day conference which could have been fit into one day, but I'm not complaining.

I also took the Madrid Metro which was easy.  It's color coded just like the Washington DC Metro (and like the Stuttgart area S-bahn) and to make it more-er easier, there's an app for that.  The only problem came when I got off at the stop near my hotel.  I walked out of the station looking at the map on my mobile and some old guy comes up to offer help.  I tried the usual pointie-talkie but then remembered I had the hotel business card.  He looks at it and starts talking and gesturing for me to cross over the street and walk down 2 or 3 blocks.  So off I go and after maybe 10 minutes I figure I'm not near my hotel.  Once again I pull out my mobile and navigate my way back and as I turn the last corner where my hotel should be, I look one way and see the hotel a half-block away, and look the other way and see the Metro station a half-block away.  Muchas gracias old Spanish dude!  Not!

Walking around Madrid is nice.  But, the last night I wanted to get a light, simple dinner, and I wanted to eat at one of the outdoor sidewalk cafes.  They are everywhere so it didn't seem too difficult.  The problem is most of them serve tapas; appetizer stuff, and I wanted something a little more substantial.  Eventually I found a place that looked good so I started off with a beer.  "Una cerveza, por favor."  After awhile he he brought out a menu with English subtitles.  I saw chorizo and thought that was perfect.  A nice cooked spicy sausage probably with some rice and maybe vegetables.  Nope.  He brought out a plate of deli-style sliced cold chorizo.  And nothing else.  Yay....tapas.

Ah well, whaddya gonna do?




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