Madrid is a city of balconies. People are always hanging off of theirs: smoking a cigarette and looking gorgeous. Mine is off a floor to ceiling window ledge, so it's only about the span of my foot and three stories up. Standing out on it to look over the rooftops makes me feel dizzy and weak in the legs. But it's very nice to open up the big windows and sit just inside of it, drinking a glass of cava.