On my last night in Alcala, we all toasted to meeting each other and getting to know Spain...myself with a 3E bottle of rose champagne. I retired earlier than anyone else that night, unfortunately, because I had to wake up at 6AM in order to catch the trains, meet my bus on time, and adequately prepare myself for the beginning of my journey.
At 7:30, Igor rushed through my door, ¨Keri! Its 7:30!¨....great I had overslept. Fortunately, I had packed my luggage previously and didn´t have to do much in the morning, so it was an easy get away. And.. Carlos, our IPSF guide once we arrived in Spain, had stayed the night. He offered to drive me to the bus station, which gave me plenty of time before my bus departure at Avenida de America, the main bus station in Madrid.....except that in all my rush, I had forgotten that my bus was from Estacion Sur (about a 15 min ride by metro). Since I had my handy Madrid Metro guide on my iPod (best decision I ever made), I still got to the station in time. How is it that you can be prepared as ever when you need it least..and when you really need it, you´re least prepared?
