Journey from Las Tablas to Begoña. Wanted to take the cute overground trains, but decided on the more conventional type. . .
And then it just hits you. The view emerging from la boca de metro at Begoña is amazing. . .
Then pause to catch breath, tostadas with hands clutched around hot coffee at Plaza Castilla. . .
Then I get to ride the cute trains in search of the elusive long distance skyline via Pinar de Chamartín where we were inhibited by high rise blocks, then a final push to El Corte Inglés at Sanchinarro where they emerged again. . .
New shoes not helping the seemingly 10km hike back to base in not-broken-in shoes. I now have blisters to prove it...
Restaurante El Estragón at Puerta de Toledo tonight. What an ordeal!
