Tomorrow, train to Cordoba, some site seeing, then train to Sevilla for the night.
Dinner was on the terrace at Museo del Jamon in Plaza Mayor. Beautiful evening in Madrid to just sit and try to take it in.
Bailley is really getting into the 4pm siesta, illustrated above. She'll kill me, but seems like fire play since she tried to kill me in Toledo.
Saint Michael is where we grabbed lunch. Empanada, paella, and sangria... all so good.
Walked back to the apt... this is the outside of Saint Michael market in the background.
We got to where we wanted to go and... and it was closed. What?!? Yeah, closed due to the police situation. Oh well, we'll try again Saturday or Sunday. So, we stop at a candy shop and buy 30 euros of candy! The perfect trade.
Long walk to near the Prado museum, passing lots of government buildings. Hmmm... so many police and barricades. I wonder if it had anything to do with the NATO meetings being held in Madrid. Something tells me it does.
Made it to Puerto del Sol. Pretty, but tons of construction so the monuments were even hard to see.
The day started for me with toasts aguacate and flat white from the coffee shop. B was sleeping. She's still trying to catch up on sleep from Barcelona and also being a bit sick (throat/sinus, not covid). We left the apt to do a bit of shopping, stopping her for B a croissant.