Another weekend in Madrid, another batch of stories for home.
Unfortunately, my phone went missing in the metro at approximately 5:45 am. That's what happens when you try to go home early in Madrid. A friend called it today and someone answered with "Hola, Luz?" I haven't been lucky enough to get through, and now it has been turned off, surely forever. Thus ends the life of my first Spanish cell phone.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
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