including a bus ride from hell and a Tweety Bird sighting. Two weeks ago, we wanted to visit Chinchon, famous for its bullring in the center of town. Unfortunately, we could not figure out how to get there. Luckily, last Sunday, our co-workers (and new partners in crime...details to follow) Anna & Donna invited us to accompany them to Chinchon. So we all met at the busstop in the pouring rain. It was a 50 minute over the hills and through the fields and around the mountains to granmother's house we go ride that made Ingrid quite motion sick on the way back, even though she was the only one who was sober. Cheap red wine served out of plastic bags is better than dramamine. Anyway, we missed both the 9am and 6pm bullfights, but we did get to walk around the bullring. We strolled around town, bought 2 pounds of the best coconut macaroons I have ever eaten, half of which I ate before the ride home, and dined at an 18th Century estate converted into a winery & restaurant that serves entire oven-roasted baby pigs. http://www.cuevasdelvino.com/mesoning/imeson.htm
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