There are two customary ways to help yourself wake up in Spain. The first is pretty universal: a nice, warm cup of coffee in some form. In Spain there are lots of choices from cappuccinos to cafe cortados to espressos and more. These usually do a great job of waking a human up.
The other is to take a cab with the driver I had this morning from the hotel to the airport. Listen, I do enjoy going fast, and maybe this guy knew that because it seemed that he couldn't hit the gas hard enough in the city streets to get us down the road. I've been in the back of a BMW 3 series as a former race car driver took us around the test track before at high speeds, and this experience this morning did slightly approach the BMW test track experience. Don't get me wrong, I had fun. I just didn't expect to be pick up by Mario Andretti.
I know, I know. Mario is Italian. And yes. Yes I had to google that.
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