I've really got nothing to do today. It's the best feeling ever. Valerie's been awake for an hour or so by the time I roll out of bed at 10. She tells me there's churros for breakfast so I dash down the hall and scarf a few down. They're really not that satisfying. I'm still hungry after about four or five of them.
That can't be nutritious.
After a half hour of sitting around the hostel we leave to go tour the city. We start at parque del oeste, a park a few metro stops away. There's an old Egyptian temple in the park, so we walk through it for a few minutes. Valerie gets in trouble or touching the walls. We leave shortly thereafter to walk to the palace. It's the second largest in Western Europe. It's big. Valerie had done a free walking tour the day before so she was able to tell me a little bit about it. We continue on and within a few minutes we're at the grand cathedral next to the palace. It was built in the Spanish spirit of "mañana." Construction started in the 17th century. It wasn't completed until 1990.
One too many siestas in my opinion.
After walking around for a few hours the heat has really started to build up. So has my appetite. We stop into a place she had eaten at two nights ago for a quick bite. I order 6 tiny little sandwiches and I only enjoy half of them. The rest have a funky taste. After lunch we went back to the hostel for a siesta.
Oh what a glorious siesta it was.
I could really get used to this.
After our siesta we head out to another park before going to La Reina Sofia museum at 7pm. Inside the museum we see it all. Dalí, Picasso, Kandinsky; the names go on. I'm a particularly big fan of Dalí, so I'm in my own little heaven as I bask in his work. At nine we leave the museum and head off to find dinner. The tapas restaurants we had planned on checking out were either disappointing or closed, so after a long search we settled on paella. It was absolutely delicious.
We walked back to the hostel for an early night. I've got to catch a train to Sevilla in the morning. Valerie has to catch a flight at 6:30am to go back to Paris so she can make her flight back to the states. This was the first time she had left France during her two month internship.
This is the 13th country I've been to in the past few weeks.
That can't be nutritious.
After a half hour of sitting around the hostel we leave to go tour the city. We start at parque del oeste, a park a few metro stops away. There's an old Egyptian temple in the park, so we walk through it for a few minutes. Valerie gets in trouble or touching the walls. We leave shortly thereafter to walk to the palace. It's the second largest in Western Europe. It's big. Valerie had done a free walking tour the day before so she was able to tell me a little bit about it. We continue on and within a few minutes we're at the grand cathedral next to the palace. It was built in the Spanish spirit of "mañana." Construction started in the 17th century. It wasn't completed until 1990. One too many siestas in my opinion.
After walking around for a few hours the heat has really started to build up. So has my appetite. We stop into a place she had eaten at two nights ago for a quick bite. I order 6 tiny little sandwiches and I only enjoy half of them. The rest have a funky taste. After lunch we went back to the hostel for a siesta.
Oh what a glorious siesta it was.
I could really get used to this.
After our siesta we head out to another park before going to La Reina Sofia museum at 7pm. Inside the museum we see it all. Dalí, Picasso, Kandinsky; the names go on. I'm a particularly big fan of Dalí, so I'm in my own little heaven as I bask in his work. At nine we leave the museum and head off to find dinner. The tapas restaurants we had planned on checking out were either disappointing or closed, so after a long search we settled on paella. It was absolutely delicious.
We walked back to the hostel for an early night. I've got to catch a train to Sevilla in the morning. Valerie has to catch a flight at 6:30am to go back to Paris so she can make her flight back to the states. This was the first time she had left France during her two month internship.
This is the 13th country I've been to in the past few weeks.
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