My super authentic Spanish breakfast. Fresh churros from the churros man next to the café and chocolate so thick you can only take a half sip at a time. Wow. The whole time I was thinking "this is the worst thing in the entire world to eat for breakfast. The cafe was filled with locals and a nice man greeted me and everyone seemed to know each other. I loved it.

Also met two awesome Irish men on the bus ride home. They were reminiscing about youth and telling us we are the future. One was named Louis, not sure on the other nice old guy. They had some gems though, that they said. All in an Irish accent. Beautiful. Especially after he'd dropped the change from his bus ticket and picked it up, "I pick up the pennies in life". It was literally just a penny that he'd dropped. more later, no rest for the weary.