And so it begins: I’m now on a train to the airport. Next comes the ineffable joy of airport security, and then a Ryanair flight. In one small ray of hope, the inbound flight whose plane will probably form my flight is shown as expected on time at the moment.
EDIT: The plane left slightly late, but arrived slightly early, and I got to Madrid city centre earlier than expected for my afternoon trip to Toledo. To my disappointment, the turtle pond at Atocha station has been filled in since my last visit, due to people dumping their own unwanted pet turtles and fish in it. So now it’s just a big tropical garden.
Further Edit: Toledo is wonderful, and you should all visit it.