Arrival
24 hours of travel, no meals, fighting off jet lag, figuring out how Euros work=exhaustion. I am so ready to go to sleep tonight. I have a problem with not sleeping when I'm traveling, even as a little kid when we would drive down to Ft. Meyers, a whole day away, I wouldn't get a wink of sleep not'a one. Ross dropped us off at 9:00am Thursday and we got to where we are staying today Friday at 2:00pm. At the Madrid airport, which is beautiful but strangly designed, they made me worried when they spent 10mins looking over my passport, then they took my carry-on aside and pulled me over, 'oh no' I thought ' they're going to throw something out of my bag or call me a terrorist'. Turns out my bicycle mechanics pouch is shaped just like a bomb, so I hurriedly tried to say bicycle in Spanish, to the customs officer's chagrin: una velo, los bicyclette, las bicicletas! : } We flew from Ft.Wayne->Chicago->Madrid->Marseille and then ...