The plans I had made have been disrupted from start to finish. I took the game from the outset as a kind of flight or as a rite of passage. So, I thought the best way to get the snake was as a metal and bet with all the luggage on the platform waiting Chamartin my brother, Afghan, and all his fellow squad if required, I selflessly help move kilos of clothes, books, cosmetics and other paraphernalia that seemed essential to the survival time in Madrid. Luckily
acted sanity and end use its "casual" visit to Asturias, I feel that rather than take me to Madrid to see my parents, saving me much needed these hairs make me smile. Thetruth is that for one reason or another, came in handy at least for the carriage of baggage, as it relates to the journey, rather than be time for reflection and inner contemplation became time the longed Caponata, that is, the return to childhood: Rodrigo left 5 years and suffering from "fluff" and right Pelayo two gum pain and suffering.
You know that I forgot I left the maternal instinct in the last visit to the gynecologist. However, I do not know if it was because the new state or because that day I was particularly participatory, but there I was, singing loudly Lola Worm, Pica Pica chick and successes of Miliky and clowns on TV. It would have been a document GRAPHico extraordinary pity not to take a camera from my modest luggage!
How was the arrival in Madrid? Sorry to disappoint, but my lack of practice to treat infants wearied me so that the faintness came over me somewhere in the mountains and I did not see the sign "Welcome to the Community of Madrid." I hope this is not a bad omen, just in case I promise to be more careful next time.
The first day here was spent as a hangover. If during the last days living with feet and head in Asturias in Madrid, on Monday, my mind seemed an electronic memory data processing: summer, friends, La Villa, people from college, I ended up blowing smoke and, yes I slept pull.
On Tuesday I went for the famous "transport passes, very famous and indispensable red card, which lets you travel all the places that are within the perimeter that you paid a fee. Then the first thing I did was try, no matter whether she was defective and was forced to file a timely claim. I took the subway, I got to the nearest interchange and Vicálvaro station I got on the train to Guadalajara. I used a time clock to make the journey from home to the door of the Institute, while in the employ future into something more productive to scrutinize with suspicion anyone who dared to approach more than half a meter of my bag. Once located
Instituto Cervantes
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