A night out in Madrid

    Our last night in Madrid was definitely a good way to end my trip abroad, something about european nightlife is far more exciting than american nightlife but probably only because its so different than ours; when they come to America, they probably say the same thing about our nightlife. We took a bus on saturday morning out of the Poveda and Oviedo to Madrid which was about 5 hours, we mostly just slept because we were out dancing and living it up until 5 in the morning the previous night. When we arrived in Madrid and checked into our hostel, we got some lunch and then the boys went straight to their beds to pass out. Emily and I wanted to walk around the plazas and city a little bit since it was our only day in Madrid. We walked around and went into a few shops before heading back to the hostel to wake up the boys and figure out our evening plans. After struggling to get all of them out of bed, we made plans with another girl from our program who was also in Madrid to meet up in the plaza at 11. She was friends with the owner of a pub crawl who let us join in for free, this ended up being a great decision because we got into all the famous clubs of Madrid with free drinks and had a really great time. At one of the clubs, there was an irish woman's bachelorette party which we crashed and found to be a hilariously good time. We met so many fun people from all over the world, including some skater boys from San Francisco and some fashionista girls from London, we all exchanged numbers and recorded them on our arms so by the end of the night I had random digits written all the way up to my shoulder. Classy. We danced our wonderful trip to a close and ended my time here the best way I could have imagined.
     My last night in Europe was so great that the man at the airport the next day made fun of me in spanish for the numbers on my arm, I think its safe to say my night in Madrid was successful. The flight from Spain to Dallas was long, but my friends Sarah and Ella were across from me on the plane so that was helpful, along with the Tylenol PM that I took. We ate some nice american food and spoke some well understood but brokenly spoken english when we arrived and then we split to head to our different gates to head home. I bought some very missed trashy magazines and got on my flight headed to San Francisco; getting back to the hostel at 5 am ended up being a good idea because I slept for the majority of both my flights. I was so happy when I landed and was greeted by my mom, dad and brother. This entire trip felt like one long incredible and vivid dream, I was extremely happy to be back home and in my own bed with my english speaking family but the experience I was lucky enough to have of living in Spain was something I will never forget.

Emily and I in Madrid