Buenas Tardes de Madrid!
Hola Amigas!
Travelling alone to Madrid was actually quite peaceful - somehow I found my own solitude despite the hoards of people, unlucky plane seating, and full flights. People make for a very interesting watching - especially Americans. From the 4 young ladies to my left at Cibo in the Philly airport who were doing their best to be the 20-something cast of the Sex and the City ladies or the 6 moms sitting in front of me at the same restaurant who appeared to be trying to personify a "married with children" version of the same cast. Funny.
Spain is fabulous. Amazing (A-MAZ-ING) art all around. It's almost overwhelming! Saw Picasso's Guernica yesterday ... today more Picasso, Juan Gris, Leger (Leger!!), Miro, Kandinsky along side Pollock, Monet, Hopper and Rothko [Alma Mater Lincoln High School Portland, Oregon and co-alumni with other such famous graduates as Matt Groening ("The Simpsons") and Christy Lacey-Krietz (aka "Rally" or "CLK") - no introduction necessary, really;)].
Siesta's are basically mandatory and as a guest (with major jet-lag) who am I to protest? Lunch doesn't start until 2pm and dinner not until 9, and the night doesn't officially end until its tIme for your morning cafe con leche - best I've EVER had.
Running? Nah, but ladies some serious cross-training on the dance floor last night - new dress and my favorite CFM's (3 1/2 inch MJ's) por supuesto! (of course!) - I was faking the funk like a Spanish pro. "Luckily" the wedding videographer and mi papa have more than enough video coverage - fingers crossed it doesn't show up on Google Video one day...
Tomorrow... Toledo and a bullfight (thought it'd be sold out but concierge says they can get tickets a place called the 'black market'... hmm must be a locals-only place, couldn't find it in my guidebook ;)
Hasta Luego.
'deezy
Travelling alone to Madrid was actually quite peaceful - somehow I found my own solitude despite the hoards of people, unlucky plane seating, and full flights. People make for a very interesting watching - especially Americans. From the 4 young ladies to my left at Cibo in the Philly airport who were doing their best to be the 20-something cast of the Sex and the City ladies or the 6 moms sitting in front of me at the same restaurant who appeared to be trying to personify a "married with children" version of the same cast. Funny.
Spain is fabulous. Amazing (A-MAZ-ING) art all around. It's almost overwhelming! Saw Picasso's Guernica yesterday ... today more Picasso, Juan Gris, Leger (Leger!!), Miro, Kandinsky along side Pollock, Monet, Hopper and Rothko [Alma Mater Lincoln High School Portland, Oregon and co-alumni with other such famous graduates as Matt Groening ("The Simpsons") and Christy Lacey-Krietz (aka "Rally" or "CLK") - no introduction necessary, really;)].
Siesta's are basically mandatory and as a guest (with major jet-lag) who am I to protest? Lunch doesn't start until 2pm and dinner not until 9, and the night doesn't officially end until its tIme for your morning cafe con leche - best I've EVER had.
Running? Nah, but ladies some serious cross-training on the dance floor last night - new dress and my favorite CFM's (3 1/2 inch MJ's) por supuesto! (of course!) - I was faking the funk like a Spanish pro. "Luckily" the wedding videographer and mi papa have more than enough video coverage - fingers crossed it doesn't show up on Google Video one day...
Tomorrow... Toledo and a bullfight (thought it'd be sold out but concierge says they can get tickets a place called the 'black market'... hmm must be a locals-only place, couldn't find it in my guidebook ;)
Hasta Luego.
'deezy
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