January 6, 2014
Day 0, Part II
To my relief, my train from Madrid to Pamplona was on time, as was my roommate Ana, who met me at the Pamplona station. Her novio (boyfriend) drove us the six or seven minutes to what I can now call “my” apartment. It’s lovely! Hardwood floors, big windows, a huge comfy couch in the common room, a big dining table, all very clean — as well as lots of things some Americans might take for granted but I have at times lived without: solid wifi, an effective dishwasher, a washing machine, and (the novelty will never wear off) my own room. 🙂
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