My resolve to live on bread and mortadela lasted all of a few hours, after which I went grocery shopping. Food prices in Europe will never stop being a pleasant surprise. I bought all this for €21:

The raspberries alone would be $3.95 at home. Foie gras pate! Crab sticks! Banana yoghurt! Does anybody know why there’s no banana yoghurt in the States? I tell sad, nostalgic stories about banana yoghurt and banana ice-cream to my kid but she’s never tasted them.
Also, raspberries taste like raspberries and not plastic.
The hotel is at €61 a night, breakfast included, and there’s a real little kitchen in the suite with a stove, refrigerator, utensils, and even a kettle. And there’s a laundry room! The hotel is located in the historic center, 100 feet from Plaza Mayor.
Very pleasant prices, in short. Except for the shoes. Those were very expensive but I don’t have a choice. I like to walk a lot. I covered over 15 km on foot today, and it would be a lot more if I weren’t jet lagged and still recovering from the injury caused by my broken shoe. I can’t wear anything that has the slightest chance of rubbing or causing discomfort.

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