Madrid

Day 2

The ticket already served for something. This night I not sure I slept, but correctly I had the luck to maintain the open eyes without they hurt me. There is not hurt of back. To first arrival hour half to a full train of interrail people is strange, but when we notice that they, as we, alone are going to give a return and know the Europe, we obtain to close the eyes. The light that initially is access in the carriages disturbs for who want to go to sleep, but as I said is only initially. Madrid is red in the buildings, plan in the mountains and busy in the persons.
A remark... interrail people is peaceful (at least for already) and pleasant (already offered me a cracker and a good hint for sleep). We seeking for Barcelona.
Fact: The bathroom of this carriage is very spacious, in special the lavatory that was full of somewhat a lot similar to male sexual liquids, I find that was alone similar therefore did not I promote no diligence for verify it.
Madrid began. It runs evil. At least was not perfect. But here goes.
We arrive delayed a few minutes, we pick up the train for Atocha, but we were in contrary way, soon we do not pick up the train that will want for Barcelona. We go later. We have 6 hours to enjoy Madrid. Museum of Prado, Queen Sófia Museum, Museum Tissen, Plaza Cibeldes, Spring of Neptune go to be sights, at least from the outside. Interrail is "bombing".
We spend more some how many Euros in backups of the future trains.
We don't pass from the hell to the heaven, because the last train in that we walk was not completely bad, but this one we are doing the journey Madrid/Barcelona should be the heaven of the trains. With comfort, hygiene, good environment, quickness. These trains are nothing good for who writes, therefore there is not nothing to aim, perhaps barely the excess of air conditioned, is cold. The station of Zaragoza is very pretty, at least sight of inside a train. Barcelona is barely ah, we are going to have that arrange where sleep, arranges we visit the city and to the night the road does itself for the Riviera French. Barcelona begins in big. Afterwards of in the such train heaven will have appeared some brutes everybody drunken and a very old pleasant one have fact some hints, to the exit of the train, absence of information. They think that we are on this side? For it continue the beginning and already in the train to road of the Plaza de Catalonia, to my partner stayed prey in the door of the train, better of the history: we do not lose that train what itself was not the last was the next-to-last one. Already we are lodged, where we are going to sleep, under a roof. The details are reserved to the participants. Arranges there is Barcelona.