More steps, more steps. Huff, puff.
I have a large suitcase on my back. My purse is tied and clipped to it and is flying back and forth on top of it swinging. In my arms is my extremely heavy carry on filled with gifts. And in front of me is a steep flight of stairs with no end in sight.
One step at a time. Just focus on the step in front of me.
We´re in the Madrid subway system. Having just arrived in the most beautiful airport I´ve ever seen and taken a most modern and new subway system. We´ve switched to 3 different lines and are now climbing the stairs to the street.
There are no escalators and no elevators so I´ve opened up the backpack feature of my suitcase and popped it up there. Believe me, it´s worth it.
We´ve arrived just before midnight after a flight from Dublin. It´s been a long day and I´m looking forward to bed. We get to the hotel and there are steps up. Not too many so it´s okay. But then we hit the elevator button. The elevator opens. These are the next words out of my mouth...
"Oh My Goodness, you´ve got to be kidding me!"
Carlos laughs. Walter laughs.
It is the smallest elevator I´ve ever seen. It is literally a triangle. It must have been custom made. I barely fit in there with my luggage on my back and in my hands. In fact I can´t turn around to get out so I have to back out since it´s so tight. Only I fit in it. Really amazing.
When we check in the woman looks at me as she´s speaking as if I understand what she´s saying. My head is fuzzy and I need sleep.
We get to the rooms and they are the most beautiful rooms I´ve seen. Small but beautiful and I love it...until I try to sleep. Cigarette smoke is seeping in from the next room through the vent and a jackhammer is working thorough the night outside my window. Needless to say. Sleep is eluding me. Maybe tomorrow night.
I have to be up to meet Michael. He is a friend of one of my traveling companions. Until the morning....
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