Brains!

I'm such an idiot. The coolest thing ever happened yesterday and I didn't go. Marcha de los Zombis is a three hour parade of zombies across Madrid to honor George Romero. I stumbled across a little blurb about it on some website. I was trying to find out about the rates and opening hours of the gym down the road,, which I failed to learn, but then there were zombies... I read that this occurs on the first Saturday of February and I said to Becky "Shit! There was a zombie parade last week and I had no idea. I've been waiting for forever for anything half as cool!". So trying to salvage the day we went over to the gym on a fact finding mission, and of course the facility we wanted to use was closed (this happens to me literally 5 times more often than not...if I've got the time and motivation, whatever I'm looking for is closed for siesta or for no clear reason) . But at least we found out when it was open and how much it costs. Later, at about 5:00 becky was tired so took a long nap due to the pernicious jetlag, and I went for a jog for lack of anything else to do even though the wind was face-cracking icy. Later at about 8:00 we were watching the news, and the zombies were on. Turns out the goddamned thing was yesterday from 5:00 to 8:00 (!!!), and we had nothiong to do and totally could have gone. The month started on a sunday, so yestereday was the first saturday.

this is what it would have looked like:

Zombies heading down to the metro. Really the same as every day when the working stiffs head down to the metro.