What IS It with Me and Bathrooms?

So when I went to catch the bus this morning I left in what I thought was plenty of time. 40 minutes before my departure with 30 minutes to buy a ticket and find my platform. I did not count on each person’s transaction taking five minutes, nor the clerk misunderstanding where I wanted to go and selling me the wrong ticket. Long story short, I missed the bus.

I got a room in Tineo. I will bus there, stay the night, then bus to Pola de Allande tomorrow. So I have time to kill in Madrid., because the bus doesn’t leave till 2:15.

I put my stuff in a locker, carefully noted the location of the bus station, although if I’m desperate I can always take a taxi, and headed out. It is a cold, rainy day here in Madrid. Being lost today is not fun.

Verizon told me I had used all my high speed access for this session, which is up in one minute. That means no map updates. So I found a nice little cafe and had tortilla and cafe con leche. When I went to be use their bathroom, I couldn’t get the door open. So I told the waitress, who came over and slid it open. I put my hand to my head in the fairly universal “How stupid am I?” gesture and she smothers her giggles as she walks off.

In a bit I will go for one more session ( I’ve only had two so far, although I think there should have been more.) I will use my map to find the Plaza of Charles the V. I think the temple of gastronomy is there, although I’m not terribly hungry right now. I wish I had a warm bed, hot tea, and a good book. It’s that kind of day.