The Rain in Spain... Sean's Solo Trip

OK Kimmie... here it is. I'm blogging; is that a verb? or is it, I blogged today. Anyways, for those not in the 'know', I'm in Spain on business (hee hee). It IS true for the second week. This week I decided to take a few days and enjoy the sights and sounds of Madrid without my truly beloved. Later I will write something on flying solo on vacation... more research needed. As a preview of that discussion, I've observed that there is a knack to NOT looking like a pervert... look like you're suppose to be there. A laptop helps, a book, a map, a blank lost stare... oops, that's a pervert thing, isn't it? You see... I've never really gone anywhere by myself except on business. I'm a planner and I don't necessarily like surprises... except if I can eat it or drive it... just a boy?! Thus, waking up every morning without a list is disarming. I like lists... I apologize to all men that take a list as a sign of feminine control. Men, in general, organize their work environment, their car trunks, their work clothes and workshops; everything else... chaos theory! Except Bruce Simmons. Soooo, for the last few days, no list, no plan, no guide, no translator, no #$% spanish phrase book (that was on Kim's list)... and I'm doing OK. Now, I will attempt to share the trip... the good, bad and boring! BTW... this is the intro. One main theme per post... right? Otherwise, it may get a bit unruly.