16.05.09: After last night's antics, I'm surprised I stayed awake but then I have got a personality disorder. Matt and I jumped on the mega-mega fast train to Madrid (300kph! - whoosh!) and I drove him up the wall with my crap jokes and constant spouting of my random brain garbage. Madrid train station is BEAUTIFUL - old school golden age of steam with a tropical garden in the middle of it. I could have stayed all day, but we only had time for a coffee before hopping on another mega-mega fast train to Seville. We were there before you could say Jaffa Cakes. Now, Matt - top bloke, wouldn't have a word said against him. However, talk about throwing someone in at the deep end - he hasn't travelled much (just Oz and New York) and in a few days we're going to be ankle-deep…