The Old British Man....

In front of me on the train does not understand how head phones work. He's listening to music on his iPad and then shouts something to his wife. She gets embarrassed and says "don't shout, darling". So prim and proper. No wonder we are so uptight. We came from the Brits. Too bad the Spanish didn't colonize the north east US. They're all "let's go to the plaza and get drunk and eat tapas all day", while the Brits are like "don't shout darling".

The way they drink, I can't believe the Spanish were ambitious enough to explore and colinize the New World at all. It's almost like broad generalizations about cultures aren't right....

It was funny when we were doing shots with our motley crew in Madrid. The Brits and Americans slammed their shots while the Spanish couple sipped theirs. They said "this is why you are going to die." Guess this is why they can drink all evening and well into the night and function the next day. Pacing. We drink to get drunk and pass out, feel terrible the next day. 

In other news, this train is cruising along at 300 km/h. Muy rapido!  And it totally makes my ears pop when we go thru tunnels.