Highlights from Madrid
-Arriving at the airport and searching for Customs/Passport control, and even inquiring of the security guard, who said we were free to go. What? This is the country that got bombed a few years ago? We don’t even get a stamp in our passports?
-Blowing a fuse in our hotel room and having to switch rooms at 1 am.
-Searching for “helados” every day when we got that ice cream urge.
-Trying not to eat the olives and bread and other appetizers that they put on our table, because it cost extra.
-Arriving at a restaurant too late for lunch and having the owner keep the place open just for us so we could try paella, the national dish!
-Trying desperately to remember Spanish, when all that came to mind was Russian.
-Finding out that Flamenco shows and bullfighting starts at 10:30 or 11:00 pm…past our bedtime!
-Riding the all-day hop on/hop off double-decker tourist bus!
-Browsing a big used/rare book fair.
-Searching for lakes and other bodies of water by which to relax, and finding out that a “lake” can be a man-made pond with paddle boats.
-Asking for directions and always receiving the answer “Go left.” “A la izquierda” became our Spain motto.
-Trying to be Spanish and trying “tapas,” only without the bar-hopping.
-Taking a siesta in the botanical gardens…just collapsed on the grass under the trees. In Spain we saw a lot of people doing this, and it seemed like a pretty nice custom. Hopefully nobody thought we were intoxicated.
(unrelated photo of Goya outside El Prado museum)