Madrid is awesome. Full of quirky shops, parks, statues, and (best of all) street performers. One of them today picked cameron as an assistant for a trick. It was hillarious, partially because of the language barrier, and partially just because the guy was a charismatic performer. He was also insanely good at juggling. I love street performers.
It is also quite fun navigating in Spanish. We stopped by a market to pick up a few basic supplies, and we talked to each other in broken Spanish. I think we pretended it was cultural or for practice or something, but really I think it was because the novelty hadn't worn off yet. We're in Spain!
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ReplyDeleteDoes your hostel have a crazy lady who owns it? Ours did, and she kept pinching our cheeks and saying "Flower Power!"
ReplyDeleteAlso Dad says tell you not to go to Pamplona and run with the bulls. But I say DOOO ITTTTT! (Not actually. You will die.)
- K