Refuge

Agu and I had escaped (without children, possibly for the first time ever) for a couple of days to Madrid. We did everything, and amid the madness of the marvel that is Madrid, we went for a coffee and a sandwich, which turned into a beer aswell, at the Palacio hotel. At first I felt guilty that we were sitting there doing nothing, but then I realised how little time we get to relax and observe, and before we knew it, we were an 'installation'. The staff were fantastic and I would go there if I were you. Madrid me mata, as they say.