Well I’ve been home for about 36 hours and can tell its going to take a few more days to get re-acclimated. I’m sleeping for about 4 hours and am waking up about 230 in the morning. I’m hoping to get out for a bit tonight just to say hello to everyone and would love to dance if I have the energy.
I did a few things yesterday but have not yet even unpacked. I caught up with all the shows I watch that had been taped and just rested. Steve and I talked a few times and I just hung up from him a moment ago after wishing him a Happy Birthday. It’s odd that were not together for my birthday because we had talked a lot about it before we left wondering where in Spain we would be on my day. At that time I had asked him if he would be bummed out that we would be back in the states in 2 different places for his birthday and at that time he said “no.” He feels differently today.
I noticed that his voice sounded very flat and I asked him if he was feeling depressed to which he responded yes. I mentioned that I now think the 2 weeks in England were my re-entry weeks were I felt down much of the time. I told him that it would make sense for him to feel depressed and was a bummer that it coincides with his birthday. He turns 71 today and doesn’t look like a 71 year old in the least. I am wishing him a effortless day with surprises along the way.
When I last blogged, I was telling you that I had just been reunited with Steve at the airport and now needed to get to our hotel which was in the city center. There were multiple ways to get there but the recommended way was by the metro. I guess because I had been riding the metro England that suggestion felt right but wasn’t considering Steve’s unfamiliarity with trains or tubes. We got the correct route from the helpful man at the information desk and eventually figured out how to use the Ticket machines to get our one way tickets. Between euros and pounds, dollars and languages it was a bit complex but doable. We then headed off to the subway level carrying and rolling our bags to catch the train which was happily just pulling up. We had to transfer to 2 others trains and all I’m all really wasn’t a hassle. I say this because Steve’s behavior towards it was very laid back and the few times I’m the past when we’ve tried something less conventional he will be the first one to tell you he let it get to him. As he has said from the beginning, he likes predictable; that which is known, not unknown. It was great to see this change and I complimented him on it but both agreed that we would rather take a shuttle in the morning!!
We were now at our hotel, the Best Western Arosa on Gran Via in Madrid. And let me tell you it’s a winner. Check in took 2 minutes and they actually have 2 elevators, one of which has a plaque stating that its only shaped elevator of its kind in the world. It’s in the shape of very, very tiny slice of pie. We were on the 7th floor and I want to tell you the room number because it makes a difference. It was #728.