Snow in Spain = virtual end of the world.

I got into Madrid, Spain at about 9:30amFriday (Spanish time, 2:30am central time)after leaving Kansas City 3:00pm central time on Thursday, and after a long and exhausting couple of flights, we saw that there was a huge amount of snow (!) outside in Madrid. According to people we've talked to, it NEVER snows in Madrid. We had a nine hour layover, so we were planning on going to the Reina Sophia Museum in Madrid, but our buss driver (along with all other Spainards) had no idea how to drive in snow. As a result, the entire city shut down, and there were over 400 accidents throughout the city. And we were forced to stay at the airport. The airport, because of the snow, closed down completely and many Spanish tempers came out... Not so fun. So our flight, along with hundreds of others, were cancelled, and after standing in lines all day trying to get the situation figured out, we decided to just suck it up and stay the night.... Our flight to Santiago (supposed to be at 7:45pm Friday local time) is now at 7:45am Saturday local time, and we have the joy of drinking wine and beer all night and sleeping in the airport. (Drinking with our teacher is always fun). There are about 20 of us, and because none of us had slept in about 24 hours, we passed out for much of the day on the main floor of the airport. I think the Spainards thought we were insane, so much so, that a Spanish journalist took a ton of pictures of us and interviewed us for the paper. I don't remember ever being so tired or so sick of airports. Hopefully tomorrow will be the end of airports for a while... Keep you fingers crossed.