Perfect!

Everything is just perfect! Well, almost. The weather was sunny and in the low 70’s last week; when I arrived today, it was 33 and snowing (actually rain/snow mixed). However, it wasn’t windy like at home, so it wasn’t so bad, and it’s supposed to be back up to 70 by early next week.

I was accused of bringing the bad weather and had to admit we'd had the same thing (but with lots of wind) the day before at home.

The plane arrived safely—perfect! (OK, I can hear your “I-told-you-so’s” from here!) Customs was a breeze, as was getting to G’s on the Metro. No problem picking up the keys from the bar (that was SO cool!). In fact, after trying to get the apartment door unlocked approximately 50 times (literally—there are 3 deadbolts and I couldn’t remember the trick I learned about how to do it when I was here 2 years ago), the guy from the bar even came up and wrestled them for me, eventually managing to figure it out. Perfect.

G came home and fixed me a great lunch. He really looks like a teacher/professor—casual, but European, conservative, elegantly stylish. He wasn’t sure if I’d be awake to open the door for him, so he left a note giving me various options for preparing my own lunch, including having the ingredients for a nice salad all cut up and stored next to each other with a fresh vinaigrette alongside. Such a thoughtful young man. Perfect. His mother must have trained him well. ;) We’re discussing where we might go this weekend—maybe Ávila?

Had a great time reaquainting myself with the neighborhood shopping area—el Museo de Jamon (The Ham Museum); Corte Inglés; Correo; and all the little shops and businesses. Tomorrow the priorities are to get down to La Mallorquina for a napolitana de chocolate (mmmm!) and spend some time at the Prado. And, of course, continue the boot-watching. Saw some interesting ones today. Spanish women and their footwear!

Overall, a perfect first day. :D