Greetings from Madrid

I know I haven't said anything in quite a while now, but I've been pretty busy and then I had the usual technical difficulties and other lame excuses. I actually started to write something in San Sebastien, but then my battery died and I never got back to it.
As a quick summary though, I was in Bourdeux four nights with Joanna from Hospitality club, then three nights in San Sebastien -- quite the australian party town (two nights in a pension with two aussie girls I met on the train and one night in a hostel), then two nights in Gijon in further west down the northern coast of Spain. All were nice.
I took a train from gijon to madrid this morning and I'll be sleeping on a couchette tonight and getting into Lisbon in the morning. I haven't decided if I'll check into a hostel there, or make my way up to porto first...
I have to admit I'm a bit worn down today -- the last two nights I was able to sleep well for 8 hours, but before that I was kind of burning the midnight oil and I think it caught up to me. Don't worry though mom, I'll be fine =)
It'd been six months since I'd spoken or heard much spanish and I'd forgotten most of it, but the words came back pretty quickly as soon as I got here. I listened to some music on the train to San Sebastien and that seemed to jump start my brain. My first day here words and phrases just popped into my head. For the most part I remembered things as soon as I saw or heard them. It was a good feeling, but I haven't really spoken much since being here. I spoke mostly english with Irene in Gijon (and even some german). Every now and then we'd speak a bit of spanish, but I was lazy. I really should have pushed myself more because I've been struggling at the train booths. I think some of that just has to do with being worn down though... Oh well, a few days of portugese should really screw with my head before jutting back into spain and then out again to morroco... We'll have to see.
Adios mis amigos!