Toledo and train stations

Yesterday Roz and I went to a very cool little town otuside Madrid called Toledo, that was kinda in desert and was all historic... home of Don Quixote and all that. It was funny cos we got a token book when we bought the rain ticket and I insisted upon us using it at the art gallery and Roz and I each ended up with an Art History book for free... trouble is that it is entirely in Spanish!

when we got back to Madrid last night we went for a walk and managed to stumble upon Spaniards going crazy over the football in the centre of Madrid, it was nuts, red and gold everywhere.. Im just glad we got back to the hostel before they lost!

Today we didnt do much except try and organize accomodation for Italy which was very frustrating and expensive (we are actualy staying at a camping ground in Florence haha a two bed tent) and sit at the train station in a queue for an hour to buy train tickets to Valencia for tomorrow. O well, these things have to be done!

I love the fact that in spain it is impossible to buy anything without ham in it, and that nearly all the shops shut for Siesta at 2pm in the afternoon... Im surprised this tradition survived the introduction of capitalism, but hey!