Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Madrid

I've finally gotten to Madrid. I really consider it the last city of my trip although I fly back to London and stay there for two nights. I've already been to London what seems like ages ago. Madrid is new. Since the beginning of my trip, these two cities in Spain (Barcelona and Madrid) were like the grand prize of a big race. I just wanted to get here and reap the rewards. And here I am. Finally. Awesome.



It's sort of strange. At the beginning of my trip, I was honestly homesick. It was sort of a sad mood that I was in and it happened again at one or two of the cities I wasn't excited about. I wouldn't say I'm homesick now because I'm in a suprisingly good mood and in a city I'm really looking forward to exploring. But I just want to get home. I think I've hit my backpacking-saturation point. The grand prize is now my own bed, a closet instead of living out of a backpack, and being able to rest my blistered feet.



Barcelona was a great additional prize that I picked up along the way, too, though. Despite what happened it has to be one of my favorite cities in Europe. I didn't even get to do all the things that I wanted to. I was still awake when the sun rose this morning and that wasn't the first time that happened. Barcelona was awesome but I am dead tired right now.



I can't say much about Madrid, yet. I haven't gotten a real chance to explore it. It's just weird to me that my trip is sort of starting and ending the same way, with just a slight difference. Maybe I'm being a big pansy about it - I miss home but this time I'm okay with that.

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