Discovering I planned to go sightseeing in Madrid, my Spanish teacher went on another of his wonderfully rambling tangents. Today it included an art book, my map of Madrid, touched on communism (he’d argued with a classmate about it on Monday) and somehow jumped to the sacred status of cows in India. Never a boring time in Spanish language class.
This time the weather in Madrid was beautiful and I took his advice of both going to Sol and touring the Parque del Retiro with its formal gardens, fountains and shaped trees. Then off to peruse the very grand content of the Museo del Prado. The sheer number of works that I’d either heard of or remember seeing in books seemed pretty vast.
As it got dark, an exploration of Sol in the evening.
Including the amusing/terrifying discovery of a huge Scientology center in central downtown.
And another chance to see Madrid’s collection of giant conical Christmas tree-like structures in their illuminated glory.
