Rode the metro by myself AND discovered ranch!!

Woke up this morning tired and hungover and totally ready to start the day!!  Christina, my third roommate, flew in today and it was my job to get her from the airport and take her back to our place.  Sounds easy, right?  Well if you know me you know my sense of direction and taking 19 different stops and 3 different trains on the metro all by my lonesome is quite the task.  I got to the airport (very surprisingly) on time and didn’t get lost on the metro!!  YYAAAYYYY.  Then all I had to do was navigate through the airport and get Christina.  Done.  We drug, literally, all her bags back through the metro and got off at our stop and walked to our apartment.  Luckily you don’t have to take any turns once you get off the metro to get to our place and we found our way back easy enough.  Also lucky, she really liked the place.  Christina took a nap for a couple hours and I put all my stuff away.  I repeat; I found a place for everything, MOM!! :)  Kristina and Michael went back to their old place to get there things and will be back tomorrow so after Christina woke up we did some exploring and got our european phones.  Super cheap but I already dropped it and it still works!  Total plus!  We got dinner out at a local place and it was a little...interesting.  We saw a place really close to our apartment that said DONER KEBAB on it.  Great; more unrecognizable meat meals, my favorite.  So naturally as I turn to Christina to let her know that I don’t consume mystery meat she turns and tells me that these are her absolute favorite food and we MUST get one.  So I held my tongue and we walked inside to find three foot high and 1 foot wide hunks of meat rotating and sweating on stakes.  She got her doner kebab and I felt obligated to try things out.  Dos pollo doner kebabs, por favor.  We sat down and they brought out these mounds of the so called “chicken meat” and veggies that were stuffed in what appeared to be an english muffin.  To my amazement, it was like heaven had a present just for me and it was wrapped in grease drenched paper.  Then our fries came out and all of my worst nightmares came true: the fries smelled amazing and cooked perfectly golden brown...and then white and brown sauce was poured on top of them.  I threw up part of the present heaven gave me just a little and, as I tried to fake a smile they told me to “eat up”.  No bueno.  I tried to get a fry that wasn’t covered in gunk but it was no use.  The white sauce was everywhere so I figured it wasn’t going to get less soggy by the minute and threw it down the hatch.  The biggest shock of my life came when I first didn’t immediately make the fry reappear.  The second came when I realized the white sauce was RANCH DRESSING.  aaahhhhhhhh!!!!  Seriously, you threw me for a loop with the sauce on top of my fries, Spain.  BUT I regained all my faith in you as a country when you served me ranch.  I like you Spain.  This is going to work out juuuuuuust fine!