Don't Forget Where You Spain

Good thing we brought an umbrella!

Well, another action-packed weekend on the Western front. Yesterday, we slept til noon, considered going to Getafe to workout, and ultimately went to see Gone Girl instead. It was pretty good, especially if you have a strong stomach. No spoilers, though, as I don't know which of my millions of blog-followers have or have not read the book/seen the movie.


When we got out of the movie, there was some kind of weird protest going on outside the theater, I think against the prevalence of non-Spanish companies in Madrid. Good luck getting rid of Coca-Cola, though.

Esperanza and Gustavo went out for dinner and drinks, so we had the apartment to ourselves for the evening. Which we celebrated with wine and Gilmore Girls. Wild and crazy stuff.

So many books to choose from!

Today we slept in til 11 (crack o' dawn), had an excellent Sunday morning breakfast (apparently cream cheese--which they just call Philadelphia--and strawberry jam is big here as a toast topping) and headed to a cafe to attempt some homework. We went back to J&J Coffee and Books, the place Riva and I stumbled upon a few weeks ago. It was established by a couple of Americans, and they just sell tons of used books, all in English, and they make a pretty good cup of coffee. I mean, it's still an Americano instead of actual coffee, but they let you decide how much milk you want instead of just filling a giant mug with steamed milk and adding a shot of espresso.

Anyway, we made a valiant effort at homework, but eventually just settled down with a worn copy of Bridget Jones's Diary, and before we knew it it was dinner time. Octavio Paz will have to wait.