A Cuban bar, hidden in Madrid

In Madrid again. Last night, after dinner at the Thai Garden restaurant in central Madrid, I found myself in a Cuban bar up a flight of stairs apparently in a converted apartment. You wouldn´t know it was there but for a bouncer at the door on the street. We entered as if going into someone´s apartment, went up two flights of stairs, entered a non descript door and there was this fully functioning Cuban themed bar. A couple of Mojitos downed, more tripping over my (improving) Spanish, and another "so, here I am" moment...

So, here I am ... [in a hidden Cuban bar in Madrid the night before Christmas drinking a Mojito speaking Spanish ...etc] Sometimes the places I end up surprise me at the time. These are what I call "so, here I am" moments; where I see myself from outside myself.

This is about the fifth or sixth trip to Madrid in the past couple of years. Christmas coming up with associated activities. Then Murcia. Then Salamanca. ...New Year with associated actitivies. Back to London on the 3rd. This will be the trip where my Spanish takes the leap I´ve been waiting for... I hope.