Once on the bus, Kelly and I got to sit shotgun with a convenient little table in front of us. The other 10 people were scattered throughout the bus without leg room or little tables. Suckers. After the 6 hour bus ride, with a 20 minute stop half way through, we arrived in Madrid around 10:30 pm. We grabbed our bags from beneath the bus, jumped into 4 taxis, and after a 20 euro taxi ride, we finally arrived at our humble abode for the weekend, a spacious (hah) 5 bedroom apartment complete with kitchen the size of a closet, 2 bathrooms, cozy living room stocked with thousands (i mean THOUSANDS) of trinkets, and a large rooftop terrace furnished with outdoor shower and table & chairs.
(that's Megan and me)
We woke up around 10:00 am in our cozy sunroom-bedroom to the sun shining in and the pitter patter of rain on our shafty roof. It was soothing. We had to be out of the apartment later that day at 12:30, so we had to quickly clean up, make breakfast, and come up with a game plan for the day (we were taking the 4:00 bus back to Sevilla). We had a tastey french toast breakfast with eggs. It was still raining a bit and we had to carry our huge backpacks around the city, very inconvenient. We made plans to go to the world famous Museo del Prado. Google it. It was really old, classical paintings, but one of those things you have to go to, to say you´ve been there, ya knoow? Anyways we ventured through the network of metros and finally made it to the Prado and had to wait in line for like 20 minutes in the rain with our heavy bags in order to get inside. Once there, we checked our bags and did a quick run through of the museum, only hitting up the really famous paintings. After seeing the boring (just kidding, it was cool) paintings in the Prado we hopped on the Metro and started our journey back to the bus station. Everything was going smoothly until the last stop. Right after we got off of the metro an older woman approached my roommate, Kelly, and was pointing at her purse saying watch your bag, and then pointed to some men speed walking away from us and said those men are dangerous. We all couldn´t make sense of what was happening until Kelly checked her purse and realized that her buckle was undone and a zipper was open. She immediately threw down her luggage and sprinted after the 3 guys. I quickly yelled for 2 of the boys who were with us to go help her. Then, I grabbed her luggage and my friend Lauren and I go to follow them. We make it up an escalator and are faced with 3 different possible ways they may have gone. We choose the way up to the street. Once at the top, we still don´t see anyone. Oh yea.. keep mind that it´s 3:45 and we have a 4:00 bus ticket. We have no idea where they went so we go back down the escalator. My heart was racing, neither of us had minutes on our phones so we couldn´t call either of the 3. The craziest scenerios were playing out in my head. Finally, after a couple of minutes, they appear at the top of the escalator. Their faces show disappointment. We come to find out that they chased the guy out of the Metro and onto the street where they lost him in the crowd! So, he got away with her wallet, but good news that she didn´t have any money in it, only 2 credit cards which she immediately cancelled and 3 forms of indentification. She still had her passport and camera. Lesson learned. And we made it to the bus in time, too. Crazy, crazy, crazy! We finally got home that night around 10:00 pm. We were soooo exhausted from the weekend and immediately went to sleep!
Overall, Madrid was great!! I had a really good time!! Well worth it!