When XL airways went down, I was one of the few Brits that were stranded in Madrid. I had the best time in Spain, and just as we were getting ready to leave, this blow hits us. You’d think I would be happy, it means more time in Madrid, only I had work to go to the next day, and the hotel had kicked us out. Getting another room last minute would have cost us more than the entire holiday put together. We ended up sleeping, eating, basically living in Madrid airport. It was not the best, we needed showers, a comfortable place to sleep, more than anything we needed a way to get home! Finally Flybe pulled through for us and placed more frequent routes from Madrid to Manchester, at a reduced cost for XL stranded passengers.
I couldn’t wait to get out of Spain. As much as I loved Madrid, I could not honestly say the same about the airport.
I love carnations. Red in particular, I think they are amazing, the beautiful colour and texture. I recently found out carnations are the national flower of Spain. A beautiful flower to match a beautiful country. I have never been to Spain personally, but have seen pictures and heard from people who have been before. After much hinting, my partner decided to take me to Madrid for our anniversary. Madrid was amazing. If I had to base what I thought about the entirety of Spain, on what I thought about Madrid, then I would have to say I want to move to Spain!
I think my partner Is regretting taking me now, as much as he also loved Madrid, I don’t think he is as keen to move there as I am, I keep pestering him about how boring England is, and we should move. He settles for buying me carnations instead. I know it’s a silly dream I have, everything we own and know is here in England, I will just have to make do with the flower to remind me of my time in Madrid.
Spain is the go to destination for Brits. I personally can’t stand the fact that people would want to go on holiday where there is people from where you come from, swarming the place. It’s just like you are back at home again, the only difference being the time change. Mind you sometimes that’s not even different, for instance in Barcelona the time is exactly the same as England. When I go on holiday I like to experience the different cultures and food and people. This is why I refuse to go to tourist dense areas of any country.
My choice was going to be Madrid this year. A remote part of Madrid, away from the hustle bustle, somewhere I could enjoy tranquillity in the sun, and drink sangria all day long. I wanted to feel like I was actually on holiday, and not have a care in the world. Madrid was a perfect choice. This sangria recipe was discussed at the convention.
I am a Spaniard living in America. As much as I love the exchange rate in America compared to the Euro, I have to say I defiantly miss my home town in Madrid. It’s the little things I miss like walking down the street, everyone knowing your name, and waving a friendly hello even if they don’t. In New York things couldn’t be more different, people always seem to be in a hurry, they barge past without even an excuse me, and people are packed on the sidewalks like sardines.
I used to complain about Madrid when I lived there, but now I can appreciate how fantastic it really was. I have to be here for another 6 months, my work has sent me over to open a new office, and then I can return to the Madrid branch. I am counting the days off on my calendar, next time an opportunity like this presents itself, I will make sure I don’t volunteer!
My summer holiday last year was in the stunning city of Madrid. I’d never been to Spain before, so I was a little nervous, yet very excited. I just needed a break from the cold summer in England, and found cheap return flights, jumped on a plane, and landed in Madrid 3 hours later. In high school I had taken French as a language, so I had no knowledge of the Spanish language spoken in Madrid. I went to Waterstones and bought me a Spanish phrase book; I was eager to learn.
Unfortunately as it so happened, the tourist area I was staying in, English was widely spoken, so I didn’t get a chance to practise as much as I wanted. I found Madrid to be a very hospitable place, the locals and the tourists were all in high spirits all the time, the sun was shining and the sangria taste tingling. I would definitely go again, this time I may not stay in such a touristy spot, I got tired of paying tourist prices after a while!
