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Aranjuez
... of water fowl on the river. We continued through the gardens to the portion that is on an island. Like so many other palaces in Spain, there are numerous fountains in the gardens. Unfortunately, our timing has always been such that we have never seen any of the fountains at any of the palaces in operation. Regardless, they are still amazing and worth seeing.
After the 3.5 kilometer mark, we found a sidewalk cafe near the palace. We ...
Goodbyes
... pretty interesting inside - the ceiling's all wavy n' stuff. We had a little time before our first flight to London, so we browsed around the shops. I checked email quickly, and it was tough finding a computer that didn't have a coin jammed in the SD card slot.
On the first flight, I chatted with a Scottish guy who now lives in one of the towns I biked through on my trip in 2009. I asked ...
Como se dice grateful en español?
What a couple of days - I've been keeping busy with class and getting to know my fellow students, but my mind is never far from home. Fortunately, I have good news to report! It looks like the initial diagnosis on Sunday was incorrect! Yay!!!! Dave took Jazz to an oncologist on Tuesday who did ...
One Month in Madrid!
... questions....For example, during today’s class, Lucia asked me the past tense of the word “ski.” I had to think for a moment....I don’t think I have ever taken the time to spell the past tense of ski before...So, I told her “skied”.....but at the time, I definitely was not sure I was giving her the right answer...I googled it right after class was over...and to my relief, “skied” is the past tense of ski....Helping ...
Underwhelming Madrid
... an Aussie who did the same math I did. We may be backpackers, but we're not stupid.
The walking tour showcased what I assume is the best of Madrid, and it really wasn't much. The buildings are apparently intentionally underwhelming so that they aren't trying to one-up each other in terms of good looks. If we're all ugly, no one gets to be the best! Or something.
Joining me on the walking tour were a handful of sleep-deprived Canadians who just got off a night ...