Madrid is everything you imagine it to be. Streets covered in cobble stones, ancient buildings, cafes everywhere you look... There are pretty girls in summer dresses and Spainish boys with cigarettes eternally pinched between their fingers. The sidewalks are always filled with venders and theres always some magnificent thing close by.
In Madrid, when the city finally wipes sleep from its eyes, the the sun has already been awake for hours. As the day progresses, the city gets louder, the sun gets hotter and murmer in the streets becomes a dull roar which escalates until it is late at night and everyone seems to be up.
Sometimes I get this feeling right in the middle of my stomach. It comes when I´ve stayed up all night with my girls, just talking about absolutely everything. Or when my boyfriend kisses me goodnight. It comes when I give a gift to some one and they look at me, straight at me, and say thank you so much. Its this light inside that makes me so happy, and so thankful to be so blessed in this life.
Today we are all still in a jetlag fog. We sleep too much at the wrong times and then lie awake in the middle of the night. Aidan has provided to be an excellent roommate. We stay up together listening to Hoody Allen, Mac Miller and the Nomads (Aidan as the song Weed plays: ´I feel like I should have to wear a beanie to listen to this`). Its funny how we always have a new style of music to jam to when we take a trip. Maybe this time we were a little too heavy on the rap but, what can you do..
In the hours that we happened to be awake when we were suppose to be we wandered because we´re good at that. We went to the royal palace, ran through the rooms and joked on the cheesy audio tour. We stared at the fresco covering ceiling and gawked at the ornate walls and furniture. It reminded me of Versailles, ofcourse there was a little less gold and none of my classmates were around to help me ask the tour guide uncomfortable questions but there was still an essensce of true power that is not easily created. The rest of the day, and the day prior was spent roaming the streets and eating much too much gelato. We moseyed around squares and sat at cafes drinking coffee and fantas while my mother read us the history of the city from the lonely planet guidebook that we take absolutely everywhere.
Who knows what to come in the next couple days, were only in Madrid until Sunday, then its off to see Barcelona. Maybe well see some museums, we´ll definately go to a bull fight. Obviously we´ll be eating more ice cream.. well see. Right now im just excited to live life on this spinning world.
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