I was in the Madrid airport, and I had quite a bit of time between my flights (about five hours). So figuring out what to do, I went and ate some breakfast at a sketchy buffet-kind-of-place in the airport. Food was alright, a bit gross if you ask me, but edible. I move on and do a bit of gift shopping for friends and family back home, and then shop a bit on my own. After about three and a half hours of nothingness, I went to the terminal where my next flight was.

The breakfast didn’t quite do it for me, and I wanted a quick bite before my flight. Plus, I wanted to get rid of all my Euro-change. Mostly everything was too expensive, except for the vending machines. I only had enough to get one item from one machine, which happened to be an apple, from an apple vending machine. I myself had never seen such a machine, so I went ahead and bought the shiny apple wrapped in plastic goodness. I ate about half of it before realizing that the warm, plastic-wrapped Apple I was eating was disgusting, and threw it away. I hopped on the plane, sat down, ate a giant bag of pistachios, and fell asleep.

I woke up about halfway through the flight, feeling sick and dizzy. I was wondering why I had gotten so nauseous so quickly. I’m not plane sick, and I didn’t come in contact with sick people. And then I realized it. It was that stupid plastic wrapped apple I bought.

Lesson learned: don’t buy plastic wrapped apples from vending machines in Spanish airports.