[...] Then we said goodbye to our families; they were all at the airport. This is what happens when someone leaves. You don't have to lug your suitcase around until check in, there is someone with shining eyes to do it for you ...

[...] We go down and up stairs even though we don't know where they lead, trying to decipher indications that in Madrid they did not deign to translate into English, and then give up and start stalking a Mexican family ...

[...] Having ascertained the validity of our documents, we finally obtain a visa, with which we can collect our luggage, which thankfully has not been lost. Then we continue along the corridor until we reach the "self declaration" point, which works more or less like this ...