
After Madrid we continued in the bullet train to Málaga. We went 340km/h which is an unbelievable speed for somebody who is used to czech railways, a company who thinks that Italian shit Pendolino is a train from heaven. In the speed well over 300km/h the train even didn’t move. If we wouldn’t have windows, we wouldn’t think that we are on the way. Even the speed didn’t look that fast until you passed something that was really close. Like a station, there you could see what’s going on. Just great.

The bullet train. Kačenka…

The speed was just unbelievable!
Some pictures are shot by Tomáš (http://mocicka.net/ – he should make some web site, I tell it all the time! [-; ), usually those who start with underscore. Have a look at his small gallery at flickr.

The place where lives my cousin

Cousin’s house. We were on the very top barrels one night… [-;
Spaniards are really crazy. They don’t even have more constructions than France, UK and Germany together, but they also gut everything inside the buildings, keep the walls, and rebuild it from new.

On sunday we were watching formula 1

We were watching formula1. And Hamilton won! Yes! F*** Ferrari

Waiting for chestnut.

Port
Typical Spanish cities nowadays are surprisingly quite clean. However, mostly their houses are just rubbish. I’m not talking only about the quality, but also the facades are dirty, but you know what? It doesn’t matter in some situations. Like in the next picture.


Near my cousin’s house

Do you think that he helps you?

Very African. Or did I say Spanish? [-;

Typical Spanish