On Being A Travel Addict

So it seems I haven't posted in a long while. The sad thing is, time is flying by so fast that it feels like I posted just yesterday. Where did I leave off? I suppose it would be nearly two weeks ago. Sheesh. I'll try and give a short rundown of the last two weeks.

Run Like Hail

Well, it's been far too long. The past week or so has been more or less uneventful, though. I never thought I'd say this, but I missed blogging. I think that's the first sign of blogoholism, but oh well. I apologize, blog-liver. Anyway, now that the silly jokes are over, let's get to the good stuff:

Salamanca Part Two, Ávila and Cuenca

Well, last weekend I went to Salamanca again, this time with the Americans. We got up Friday morning and met in Moncloa, at the Metro stop. We loaded the bus and headed towards San Lorenzo de El Escorial. It's about an hour [by bus] from Madrid, and there's not much in the town. Oh, except for the gigantic granite monastery.