Two nights in Madrid
Madrid is wild, and raucous, and teeming with life, and not for the faint of heart. Breakfast in the Hotel Moderno is well worth the ten euros, as it sets us up for a day of touring and art. The double-decker bus is a hop-on, hop-off good deal that takes us all over town and lets us leave and rejoin as we please (provided we are at the correct bus stop).
Instead of the Prado, which scares us off (with the fact that it’s the largest art museum in the world and we’re already tired), we visit the Thyssen-Bournesmisza and the Reina Sophia galleries. We are happy with our choices. We see an amazing selection of artists — Grosz, Van Gogh, Feininger, Kirchner, Lautrec, Cezanne, Gaugain, Degas, Monet, Pissarro, Renoir, Manet, Sargent, Whistler, Munch, Braque, Gris, Kandinsky, Mondrian, Klee, Chagall, Lichtenstein, Giacometti, Francis Bacon, and many more. Overwhelmingly wonderful. Our final stop is Picasso’s Guernika.
Jim finds a batch of Spanish postal workers and poses for a pic with them, except they are oblivious to what he’s doing. Lunch at the local bar, and back on the bus to tour the beautiful architecture of the city.
At night, we stroll through the crowds until we find a place to eat. Our charming Cuban waiter takes our order and explains everything to us. Then he disappears, and is never heard from again.
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