My first day I felt exhausted, I was still trying to get back on that great travel feelings and I was kind of in search for my wanderlust in the process. It turns out Spain was a tough love on my heart, and it was difficult to find a way to love this country, so close to home but different in so many ways.
I even had a small situation that scared me a little, when I was heading to the metro in Plaza Eliptica and every men passing by me would look at me in a weird way and hit on me, and I had a guy yelling at me as he called me and I didn't look and kept walking, and he started walking towards me yelling in Spanish "When I talk to you, you answer me!", which got me to walk fast in fear inside the station. Didn't feel safe over that area. Luckily, that situation didn't happen again.
I was happy to discover Madrid is not all crowded streets, the Retiro Park and the Royal Palace. I explored way beyond that getting to discover places like the Barrio de las Letras and Las Huertas and its surroundings that started to make me like Madrid after all. I guess i'm not a fan of big crowds and big messes in the streets, specially when I'm travelling alone.
It's got to be mosquitos. The window was open last night - I thought to myself
Unfortunately it kept getting worse. I went down to the reception and said to the guy as I showed him my arms "I think we have a problem" and he just said "Oh...Bedbugs!". He was not surprised (they had that problem two weeks before, which means I really made a bad choice of hostel this time) and changed me to another room, where I was happy and alone for two nights. How amazing is it to pay 12€ a night, and get a bedroom and bathroom all to yourself, with breakfast included and in the city center? It's too bad I need to get begbugs to have this luxury as I travel!