Mark is almost gone

I am not going to give away much of what happened yesterday night because I don't want to deprive Mark of the pleasure of telling it without uncomfortable interruptions. What do I mean by "uncomfortable interruptions"? Something like this:

Mark: On Thursday evening we went to Casa Patas and...
Alastair: I know (with an expressionless face before a smile starts to draw across his lips, satisfied).

I have gone through it... I don't want Mark to have to suffer it as well.

Since I can't tell anything about this story yet, I'm going to try to make the skeptical believe (this is dedicated to Guillermo :). My morning journey to the university (timed today):

9.48 - Get to Lavapiés metro station
9.50 - Train pulls in
10.00 -Get off at Moncloa station
10.02 - Get on bus #82 (for Peñagrande)
10.06 - Bus stops at Ciudad Universitaria station
10.08 - Bus stops at Botanic Garden "Alfonso XIII"
10.09 - Bus stops at Faculty of Chemistry
10.10 - Get off at School of Telecommunication
10.14 - Unlock my office door

Total time: 20 minutes from the time the train pulls into Lavapiés station to when I get off the bus at my school, 22 minutes from the time I get to Lavapiés station.

Mark, have a safe trip back home.