Grand Tourismo Toledo

Toledo is a pretty little town an hour outside of Madrid and plays a big part in Spanish history. Its great to finally get out of the big city again and chill in a laid back environment surrounded by farms, red bricks and small lane ways. I am finally feeling like I´m in Spain. For more history & facts on Toledo: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toledo_Spain

The old town has a moat which just adds to the effect. The locals would like to call it the home of Don Quixote and there is a trail route you can take to follow in his footsteps - well, if you really want to... Tourist shops here sell lots of swards and knight armour gear if that´s what you´re into.

On the bus over I met a person who is scaringly like me: she is a Taiwanese girl who grew up in LA, our English and Mandarin and Min are exactly at the same competency level, juggles biculturalism equally uncomfortably, same age, her mum is Haka, she dresses in outrageous colours, is also considered plus size in our shared home land hence never finding anything to wear in Taipei, is enthused by the smallest things or events, pet of 16 years died late last year, has a tendency to be ripped off, and share my love for sushi, paella, gelato, and offle. And drinks like a fish. Our minds boggled as we talked about our lives and realising the parallels we share. She is still quintessentially american though - when asked where she is from she says "Caliafornia" instead of "USA", had McDonalds for lunch and complained that it tastes different to the American version. Not sure what she thinks that is quintessentially kiwi about me, I´m sure there are a few. Like how I joke about Terrorism and Heather Mills in the most irreverent way. Anyhow, we got really pissed together later in the evening and managed to score four free drinks between us. Heyy!!