Madrid and World Cup!
I have no concept of time here! I feel like I've been here forever, but it's only been a week. And I don't really remember what I did! Dang. Must be the heat.We went to Madrid this weekend, and I am so so glad that I'm going back again (WITH KIERSTENKFJDKLFJDFD)
I had tapas for the first time, and my how good it felt to eat real food again. They just kept bringing plates and plates of these little appetizers, so we had tortillas, little fishies, meatballs, salad, beer, sangria, monchego cheese (new favorite, perhaps?), prociutto... I think I ate my weight's worth.
THE BEST calamari in the world hiding behind salty little fishies.
Then we went to El Prado where I got to see my favorite favorite Spanish artist's work--El Greco! We weren't allowed to take pictures unfortunately, but I don't think photos can quite capture how breathtaking they are, especially when they span from floor to ceiling.
Then we went to the Reina Sofia Museum which is like the MoMA. We got to see Guernica! It's one of Picasso's most famous paintings protesting World War II.
The city was also preparing for that little thing called the WORLD CUP, but we had to leave for Salamanca to watch it there because it would be too crazy in Madrid :( I wish we could have stayed, but we had fun in Salamanca too.
This was the first time they ever allowed anything to be draped on the statue! They later on emptied the fountain of water because they knew people would go crazy and jump in.
And there were these really cool little car tours that were everywhere. KIERSTEN, LET'S GO!
And I just learned that prostitution is legal here! So against our director's recommendation (we're BAMFs, what can I say), we went to check them out in this little plaza where they hang out. They just looked like women in tight clothes chilling by the sides. I wonder how they feel about this as their job--I don't assume that they hate their lives or anything. Perhaps they treat it just as a job, and many people hate their job so they may be not worse off than anyone else.
We got back just in time for the game to start, and it was basically like the semi-finals hoorah but on a larger scale. Red and yellow everywhere, screaming everywhere. Fun times!
I want to go clubbing more often, but spaniards party from 2 am to 6 am which is a bit different from the American 11 pm- 2 am business. They have such strange sleeping schedules! I didn't really believe that they took siestas, but they do and they take it seriously! Shops close from about 2 pm- 5 pm, and everyone sleeps. And they eat dinner at 9 pm. I see kids out at midnight eating dinner. And then I think they all nap again and then party at 2 am. They're crazy!! I don't get it. Better get used to napping during class too!
THE BEST calamari in the world hiding behind salty little fishies.
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