|not sure why they "made us " wear top hats and flapper|
feathers - but we are team players
|of course this is the light panel|
OK well before I fell into bed I had to call the front desk to ask where the light switches were (yes I was sober) Oh on the tiny touch screen on the wall, thank you. Many languages offered but only Spanish worked - eventually got the lights off.
Ok really I do travel - quite a bit and I have traveled internationally a lot, but maybe the jet lag- who knows. But I am a pro now with google translate, currency converter and KM to MPH. All set.
|now that is a lot of paella|
Coffee/espressi everywhere- almond milk not so much. Ok, when in Barcelona drink cows milk. I can make that compromise but what is the Spanish obsession with jamon (ham) it is in nearly everything and at the reception(s) last night there was plenty of it - full legs being carved, flattened and stuffed pigs.
Yesterday I tried my Spanish asking for jabon (soap) at the front desk and my pronunciation was so good the front desk agent escorted me to the breakfast buffet an showed me all the jamon. So no ham or soap for me in Espana. Even the marcisos" "seafood" paella, giant paella, - great seafood but after a few bites I realize of course there is jamon in it.
At some point along perfect sense to give up on the food and start drinking martini's. I don't drink hard alcohol yet somehow it seemed like a good idea on an empty stomach, jet lagged and after running 10 miles and working all day.
the way (last night) it made
On the way home "we" detoured to Burger King and even than I could not succom to "animal" carnage, so I stole a BK crown, drank water and went home to my Zing Bars (and maybe a can of gummy bears from the mini bar"
Can I tell you how awesome I felt today!