I seem to have come down with some form of “cold,” which is a pain in the fucking arse. On the positive side I brought enough drugs to medicate myself into a stupor. Hooray. My face is looking a lot better now, by the way.
Went out to the national gallery today and saw shitloads of Velasquez and Goya. Most impressive. Was looking forward to seeing some Dali but will have to wait until Sunday when all the galleries are free.
This hostel isn’t too bad, by the way. Free internet access, so I’m on here quite a bit this weekend.