Wednesday Night: Bummin' it in the Madrid Airport

Backpack, bag dinner, and airport clothes in tow, I left 20 minutes early from my 7:30-9:30pm Business Spanish class to catch a bus to the Madrid airport with Cecily. Our adventure started out a bit rough, as a mean Spanish lady stole our cab (we were about to get in and she cut us off, pushed herself in, and explained that "she wanted to get home for dinner") then our bus showed up at the wrong terminal, which we realized when an angry man came over and yelled at us, telling us we were holding everyone else up.

Here's a video that we made at the bus station about 5 minutes before getting yelled at, ironically.


So after finally making it onto the bus, the excitement continued when about an hour into our trip a Chineese man sitting in front of us turned around, and offered to "present himself to us" in very broken english. The conversation went something like this:

Sketchy Chineese Man (SCM): "Excuse me. I hear English voices and turn around to see two beautiful American girls. It not easy to talk to beautiful American girls. So let me present myself to you. I am from China. My name is [roughly] gih gah tic. But it not true, because I am small, ha ha. What do you study?

Cecily: we're studying business and spanish at Salamanca too.

SCM: Oh really? Well good. I have business proposition for you. For only 2 euro, you come visit China and have tour in any city you choose. AND home cooked Chineese meal.

Michelle: It's going to cost alot more than 2 euro for us to fly to China...

SCM: No, you see tour is only 2 euro. And you pick city. I fly anywhere in China you go. It is serious. You come to China. I give you 2 euro tour. Good deal.

...By that time, both Cecily and I were trying not to die laughing at him, and he looked sad that we were rejecting his offer. We told him thanks but no thanks, and he left us alone for the rest of the trip. (Thank God.] Good news is, now if we ever decide to take a weekend trip to China, we'll know who to call!

After the bus incident our trip mellowed out alot, with about 8 hours of sleeping in the airport before we had to check-in for our flight. (Check in was 9:30am, we got into the airport at 1:30am.) Instead of describing the wonderfully vagabond experience that was, here is a video that will give you a better idea: