This is a preemptive APB. Today, I am going to attempt a bus trip into Alcala. Because...you have to learn to do these things sometime, right? Well, I'm wearing a dress and I don't feel like starting the next book in my book stack, so today is the day.
It's like a 10-minute bus ride. And if the shoulder of the road weren't so deathly narrow, it would be within reasonable walking distance. So don't be impressed one bit. Just know that if you don't hear from me for a few days, I probably either a) got lost somewhere and am now making circles around Calle Mayor, asking for directions I don't understand, or b) found an English copy of Don Quixote and am sitting in the Plaza de Cervantes, reading feverishly.