Sarria to Madrid

We had a delicious breakfast and packed up our room and bags.
We set off for coffee and supplies for our train from Sarria to Madrid.
When we got to the train station it said there was a bus for the first part of the journey due to fires. We spent about an hour on the bus through picturesque Galatian countryside.
We then transferred to the train to Madrid, taking 3 hours. A lady suggested you could get a train to the airport and pick up an airport shuttle to our hotel. We had initially thought an Uber. To my surprise (& pride), Mum said it was probably easier to get a taxi / Uber, which we did.
The hotel was surprisingly in a good neighbourhood and apart from our beds being an inch apart, it’s a great choice. I was also proud of myself to find a delightful little bar / taberna that had - dah dah - “chipirones a la plancha” = “grilled baby squid”. They also had my favourite drink of the trip, alberiño - a delicious white wine.
A lovely way and to end off our trip.
Off to bed before our early flight and our alarm wake up call.
I’m sure Mum would like to add some comments…

Of course I will add comments…not much to say about trip to Madrid except it was perhaps a bonus to have the bus to Ourense, as we drove through spectacular mountains and canyons which I am sure would have been just tunnels in the train. And the train journey to Madrid after that was mainly tunnels which kept popping our ears and only arrived 15 minutes late… that’s what happens when you hurtle along at 250 kms per hour.
But the highlight of the day was of course the just perfect chipirones (and I’ve even learned how to spell it correctly!) - yesterday’s was good, but it was sprinkled with oregano, whereas they should be just with oil and lemon and an aioli to dip in…anyway an amazing find near this little airport hotel, and we are retiring happy, but with an alarm set for 5.30am.Okumaya devam et