3:00 p.m.: Arrive at Madrid airport
4:00 p.m.: Arrive at casa de Molly
5:00 p.m.: Lunch
6:00-9:00 p.m.: Siesta
10:00 p.m.: Dinner
12:00-1:30 a.m.: Turkish baths
The Turkish baths are apparently where all the young couples in Madrid go to make out.
Eastern music was piped in over the speakers, and the rule of complete silence in the baths was mostly disregarded. I spent most of my time in the tepid bath, shunning the two extremes, with my ears submerged until the noise around me became muffled, and the only sound was my own breathing.
I watched the light play against the cavernous ceiling and relaxed, letting the water soothe my travel weary joints and muscles.
I'd like to say I came home and slept like a baby after that, but alas, the restorative powers of the three-hour siesta were too strong for me, and I lay awake for many hours before finally drifting off sometime before dawn.
I guess I still have a lot to learn about this Spanish life.