Madrid

Finishing my second night in this exciting and vibrant city I am beginning to experience some of Madrid's finer things.  Most notably the beautiful climate which is constantly in the 20's, ranging from the low to high end, at the moment it is idyllic.

Although I am still without an apartment, I received a positive response regarding accommodation (near Plaza Espana, one of the most central points of Madrid) aside from that by received by a pesky Nigerian company trying to defraud me. They construct elaborate stories about how one has been chosen as the perfect candidate to live in their apartment and once one has been accepted, only minor formalities remain to be completed, these include: the sending of some ~€650+ via Western Union to an account while this trusted person sends 'the keys' to their house, which I would imagine - at best - are no more than the keys are from a keyboard placed in an envelope spelling the word H O U S E.  So be warned if something looks too good to be true; it probably is, just to be sure, send an email from a made-up account to make sure it is.

The previous night I stumbled across an appealing bar that I was eager to make my own, but this evening once I had finally picked up the courage to venture inside, after one beer I was soon forced out by nothing more than terrible music. Luckily though I chanced upon another 'local' which for €2.50 provided me with a bottle of beer and four free mussels, tasty.

In the next while I'll be going to Casa Labra which according to a few reviews is not only tasty but cheap. So, tapas tonight, and paella tomorrow, Madrid you are the city that keeps giving, aside from apartments.

Madrid, hasta ahora te amo, si no me das un apartamento tenemos problemas.

Waiver: This is no slight against Nigeria in any way, I simply checked the location of the telephone number they provided in the emails, even though they stated Toronto, Canada in the email, the area code was +234...