We returned to Madrid in the evening of Monday May 13th. We had a hard time getting to our apartment--again because of their crazy and confusing freeway system and exits, and then also their insanely crazy and confusing city streets. I don't even know how we eventually found our hotel, but we did. We were there much later than we wanted and expected, but thankfully we were pretty well packed and ready to fly home the next day. We did have a few errands to run that night and we wanted to get to bed early...but that didn't happen. The next morning my parents' flight was at 11am, so Paul drove them to the airport with the rental car, then dropped it off, and then caught the metro back to the hotel just in time to take the taxi with Glenn and I and all our stuff to the airport.
We were so excited to be on our way home. We took a couple pictures at the airport--we liked the rainbow of colors on the support beams.