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Sunday, May 31, 2009
"We couldn´t capture it in one frame!"-Wallstreet Nick
Just click on the album, and you will see our wonderful photos from Madrid thus far.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Spanish sleep talk
&&&I apoligize for the lack of photos, these computers block the USB port. LO SIENTO.¨&&&
Hola!
I have much to report of the past two days. First thing is first: some people have ridiculous reasons for leaving the country and coming to Spain. Take Nick for example.
Two days ago, Danny and I were sitting in the lounge of the hostel, resting our legs, and Nick, a man in his late 20´s, introduces himself. He first points out that he is in search of an apartment, and that he wants to improve his Spanish. All of this information, at first, seems to be an honest plan. He will stay in Spain for 3 months, work on his Spanish, and maybe "find himself" or something. Later in the evening, Danny and I wanted on the computers, which is down in the hostel bar, where we find Nick, with his first drunken slurr in 10 years. Through the course of this later conversation, we discovered that Nick not only did not know a drop of Spanish "Como Estes? Hola Amigus," but also, Nick was recently laid off from Wall Street. The man is running from debt collectors, escaping his fortune, and lying left and right. I still really don´t know how old the guy is, I think 31? Anyways, good luck to him.
Danny and I got lost in the Parque del Retiro on Thursday. Look it up on a map, it really is insanely large. The park had everything: and obstacle course, a band playing, dogs, creeks, fountains, statues, a huge courtyard and boat rides and, of course, popscicles. It crushed my perceptions of awesome parks and trumped Loose Park in Kansas City by a long shot.
And today we spent the entire day in the Museo Reina Sofia, a modern art museum. I really liked a lot of paintings, especially Miro´s. I saw Picasso´s Guernica. ahhhhh. The only thing that caught me off gaurd was the ¨Waiting for Jerry.¨How am I supposed to interperet a single mousehole cut out in a black room with tom and Jerry plaing on the speakers as art? Danny disagrees.
Tonight Danny and I went to Cerveceria Alemana, one of the old bars of Hemingway. I had a fish sandwich. I´ve decided that I have been living a lie. I don´t like fish! I sort of like salmon, but not scaly, slimy fish. No thanks, I´ll stick to bread a cheese. Afterwards, we saw our first storm in Madrid and it was gorgeous. We were eating helado and getting rained on by these weird flowers from these strange trees.
The title for this post comes from last night´s sleep talk. I yelled at a Brazillian in my sleep last night. For the past two nights, there has been a man snoring right next to me, and I can´t stand it. I guess I shouldn´t complain, but my sleep has no control mechanism blocking my words. So, I yelled (apparently) in the middle of the night: ¨How are you breathing on me from all the way over there?!?!?¨
So, from these past couple of days, I have gathered that I should not sleep, I should eat more helado, and I should never enter into wallstreet.
Hola!
I have much to report of the past two days. First thing is first: some people have ridiculous reasons for leaving the country and coming to Spain. Take Nick for example.
Two days ago, Danny and I were sitting in the lounge of the hostel, resting our legs, and Nick, a man in his late 20´s, introduces himself. He first points out that he is in search of an apartment, and that he wants to improve his Spanish. All of this information, at first, seems to be an honest plan. He will stay in Spain for 3 months, work on his Spanish, and maybe "find himself" or something. Later in the evening, Danny and I wanted on the computers, which is down in the hostel bar, where we find Nick, with his first drunken slurr in 10 years. Through the course of this later conversation, we discovered that Nick not only did not know a drop of Spanish "Como Estes? Hola Amigus," but also, Nick was recently laid off from Wall Street. The man is running from debt collectors, escaping his fortune, and lying left and right. I still really don´t know how old the guy is, I think 31? Anyways, good luck to him.
Danny and I got lost in the Parque del Retiro on Thursday. Look it up on a map, it really is insanely large. The park had everything: and obstacle course, a band playing, dogs, creeks, fountains, statues, a huge courtyard and boat rides and, of course, popscicles. It crushed my perceptions of awesome parks and trumped Loose Park in Kansas City by a long shot.
And today we spent the entire day in the Museo Reina Sofia, a modern art museum. I really liked a lot of paintings, especially Miro´s. I saw Picasso´s Guernica. ahhhhh. The only thing that caught me off gaurd was the ¨Waiting for Jerry.¨How am I supposed to interperet a single mousehole cut out in a black room with tom and Jerry plaing on the speakers as art? Danny disagrees.
Tonight Danny and I went to Cerveceria Alemana, one of the old bars of Hemingway. I had a fish sandwich. I´ve decided that I have been living a lie. I don´t like fish! I sort of like salmon, but not scaly, slimy fish. No thanks, I´ll stick to bread a cheese. Afterwards, we saw our first storm in Madrid and it was gorgeous. We were eating helado and getting rained on by these weird flowers from these strange trees.
The title for this post comes from last night´s sleep talk. I yelled at a Brazillian in my sleep last night. For the past two nights, there has been a man snoring right next to me, and I can´t stand it. I guess I shouldn´t complain, but my sleep has no control mechanism blocking my words. So, I yelled (apparently) in the middle of the night: ¨How are you breathing on me from all the way over there?!?!?¨
So, from these past couple of days, I have gathered that I should not sleep, I should eat more helado, and I should never enter into wallstreet.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Museo del Prado
Today we went to El Museo Del Prado. We´re staying in Cat´s Hostel which is only a two minute walk to the botanical gardens. I guess some king just really wanted a garden with every plant known to man in it, which is fine with my eyes. Though, we didn´t go into the gardens today, because we wanted to save it for another time.
The museum was beautiful and so big. I kept getting lost, not only in the countless rooms, but also in the paintings. I wasn´t able to take any pictures inside, but I made a few videos around the streets. I wish i could upload everything at this computer, but everything is blocked. I will find a way!
We ate inside el cafe Prado, and all we wanted was cheese and bread. It was about an 8 dollar lunch, so we decided we need to be more frugal. And so, after we left we went to the market and bought an industrial size bag of bread for a little over a €.
Tonight our plans are to watch a funny horror film in a Spanish movie theatre, and maybe eat some tapas.
I hope all is well with everyone.
My dad will be happy to know that an old woman told me that i was very pretty today and I looked like her niña while we were in la farmacia. I have also been patted on the back three times since I´ve been here.
I think that´s the spanish symbol for. Ahh, oh yes, you´re American.
Adios. Keep in touch.
The museum was beautiful and so big. I kept getting lost, not only in the countless rooms, but also in the paintings. I wasn´t able to take any pictures inside, but I made a few videos around the streets. I wish i could upload everything at this computer, but everything is blocked. I will find a way!
We ate inside el cafe Prado, and all we wanted was cheese and bread. It was about an 8 dollar lunch, so we decided we need to be more frugal. And so, after we left we went to the market and bought an industrial size bag of bread for a little over a €.
Tonight our plans are to watch a funny horror film in a Spanish movie theatre, and maybe eat some tapas.
I hope all is well with everyone.
My dad will be happy to know that an old woman told me that i was very pretty today and I looked like her niña while we were in la farmacia. I have also been patted on the back three times since I´ve been here.
I think that´s the spanish symbol for. Ahh, oh yes, you´re American.
Adios. Keep in touch.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
"today has been a mutant day"
Danny said this today as we were both weary eyed, walking around La Puerta Del Sol. It is extremely pretty here, but for the first day, it is a lot to take in. Our flights took up an entire day, and when we arrived in Madrid, it was 9:30 in the morning. I love love love love it here. Although, at the moment I cannot upload the pictures from the day, I will try to do so tomorrow at another computer.
Two things I have found while walking around in Madrid today are:
-Everyone has great shoes, even extremely old people.
-Everyone smokes, even extremely old people.
I guess culture trends never die young.
I will update more later, tonight is a disco at the hostel!
Adios.
Two things I have found while walking around in Madrid today are:
-Everyone has great shoes, even extremely old people.
-Everyone smokes, even extremely old people.
I guess culture trends never die young.
I will update more later, tonight is a disco at the hostel!
Adios.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Minus four days
I will make this brief, considering this post is the introduction to a personal journey. I currently live in Kansas City, but I can't seem to suppress the urge to want to see more of this beautiful earth. Two days ago I threw a poorly designed graduation cap goodbye to the k12 school system. Now, with college ahead, and no responsibilities as of this very moment, I am spending all of my waitress tips on a month long voyage through Europe. That's right, I am placing all my money into one deep, new bag and traveling to Europe in four days. (I am bolding out of excitement).
Okay, so another boring travel blog whatever, whatever. Believe me, I am aware. But since I was given two flip camcorders for graduation and Christmas through the course of this year, I have decided to put them to great use and make a video blog. I guess the correct terminology would be vlog or something.
First stop-Madrid, Spain
Second stop-Lisbon, Portugal
Third stop-Barcelona, Spain
Fourth stop-Paris, France.
So, starting each night (hopefully), and if not every other night. I will be posting videos of my sabbatical. I am really hoping to gain advice from others who have traveled to these places and know some interesting (not lame touristy) spots. So enjoy my personalized, daring travel guide via video and blogging, and please, please seize the day.
-Paige.
Carpe diem quam minimum credula postero
Okay, so another boring travel blog whatever, whatever. Believe me, I am aware. But since I was given two flip camcorders for graduation and Christmas through the course of this year, I have decided to put them to great use and make a video blog. I guess the correct terminology would be vlog or something.
First stop-Madrid, Spain
Second stop-Lisbon, Portugal
Third stop-Barcelona, Spain
Fourth stop-Paris, France.
So, starting each night (hopefully), and if not every other night. I will be posting videos of my sabbatical. I am really hoping to gain advice from others who have traveled to these places and know some interesting (not lame touristy) spots. So enjoy my personalized, daring travel guide via video and blogging, and please, please seize the day.
-Paige.
Carpe diem quam minimum credula postero
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