I leave Madrid in a few hours, and it feels strange. All of my bags are packed (though “stuffed” might be a more apt word). I’m excited to go home, but it’s hard for me to be done with a place. I want to collect all the places I’ve lived and have them on hand. … Continue reading
When I stepped off the bus into the bustling neighborhood of Sol I immediately shut my eyes. Sunshine, piercingly bright and hot, coated everything. I had heard about Madrid’s intense light, a product of the city’s high altitude, but it still caught me off guard. Madrileños (Madrid locals) have a saying: “De Madrid al cielo,” … Continue reading
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