
After a looooong wait, the moving truck finally arrived (it must have been 22:30) and parked a block away from home. In an episode that could make it to an Almodovar movie, a local guy proposed we stopped the traffic at Gran Via so that the truck could reverse (my area is a maze of one-way narrow streets).
It eventually made to our door, completely blocking the street and almost hitting on the balconies...amazing.
A big, BIG thank-you to Pepo, Servan and Chema for their help in taking the bokes to our third-floor appartment, I think I whould have ended up in hospital without them. Guys, I owe you a beer (or ten!)