Arrival The sunrise was a pinky-gold, fading to bright pink. It was gorgeous. Going through customs, I started talking to a woman in a western shirt, hat, and boots with a *huge* belt buckle. She is a champion rodeo rider, and was with a team having a Rodeo here in Madrid. She is also working on her International Communications Masters, and using this experience for her paper. I told her she sounded busy, she agreed. I got through customs, and headed down to the Metro. Was buying my tickets, and talking English to the computer (English text was available, I successfully
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