
When I woke up in the train, I could see Spain through the window. It was still dark and the sun was progressively rising, as I was discovering the rocky and mountainous, very racy landscape of Spain. I already loved this country!

When I lay foot in Madrid, the first thing I noticed was the scents. Every town has a specific feeling. In MAdrid, it smelt good! I went to the metro station and I found something unexpected:
This video has been produced by me or a friend.
Yes, some huge installation lost in a metro station... It was nice anyway!
I went to Renan's, a Brazilian met on CouchSurfing.com who let me squat his place for three days. He lives right in the centre, seconds away from the Puerta del Sol, which is practical! I rested for a bit, the time for him to finish his online exams (oops!), and we had lunch in a restaurant around. Oh, tapas! Fuck the diet!
Then, I met Awen, another Brazilian settled in Madrid, married to a Spaniard and who wanted to show me around, including the Palacio Real...

... but also to take me to a yoga and meditation course full of gay men! And I regret I didn't take any picture. Nothing extraordinary, just a bunch of gay guys in a big room but not big enough for everyone! I managed to follow the yoga course despire the language barrier (just check out the sexy teacher!), however the meditation course wasn't that simple! We then all went eating to a restaurant with an "at will" buffet (it's common there, 10? generally).
Then I met up with Renan and we went to a gay bar and then we met up with his friends in a gay club. I found the gay scene in Madrid looked like the parisian scene...

We got drunk. One of his mates, Cédrid, a French guy, was very interesting and we talked a lot until we kissed. He invited me to his place but I delayed his offer as I didn't want to give Renan the feeling I was seeing his room as a hotel.
For a first day in Spain, it was well busy!

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