Long weekend away visiting Mark in Madrid. Not much exercise - the nearest I get is splashing around at Aquapollis, a large water park some 30 miles from Madrid. There is something uniquely unsettling about the slides at waterparks - a combination of the unnatural feeling of losing contact with the ground when you go over the bumps, and that lingering fear of the urban myth of a razor blade stuck to the tube and waiting to slice you up nice.
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