Day 12

Sunday,

Its a beautiful day and i wake up to more arguing with questions from the now returned third dude about what happened the night before.

It started to kick off again so i packed my laptop and told them im gonna meet a friend in sol.

I left and just started walking, and walking, and walking. I was gonna walk all the way to Sol but then i looked to the left and seen a park. I went in and all i could think off is central park new york from numerous films. I went all the way to the end and seen Brazilian percussionist, a massive lake with people in boats, and the most impressive is the skating.

Yes skating in Madrid is huge, but only in this park, its crazy.

Ive decided im going back to the bristol to snatch my skates to join their muck about hockey team.


nothing else happend just chilled til bed time.