Madrid highlights of today:
1. When you order a beer in a bar, there is no choice of craft beer or anything, in most places there's just the one kind. And when they bring it to you, they also bring you a snack without you asking for it. Yesterday it was a dish of olives. But today it was two little slices of French bread, each soaked in some kind of oily green stuff with a silly little whole fish on the top of it, topped with some strawberry jam. Not joking. Mmm...fish and jam. "Are we supposed to eat it or laugh at it?" I said to Meg. We did it, we ate it, and we were feeling pretty self congratulatory, but then I swear I saw two hombres peeking out from behind the kitchen door giggling at us and saying "Dude, I told you they'd think it was a Spanish specialty. You owe me 5 euros."
2. Kids as young as six were playing soccer in the square until 11pm tonight, and every single one of them is wearing a Real Madrid jersey which makes it really hard to make teams because everyone is wearing red. I SO wanted to join but I was a little worried about playing in the dark on stairs in flip flops. The ball did roll towards me at one point and I almost had my chance to kick it back but it hit a tree instead. Meg kindly said "I totally would have gotten out of the way so you could have kicked it," and I said, "yeah, don't worry, I would have pushed you out of the way if it meant I could have kicked it." We're close like that.
3. There's a whole lot of Jesus in Madrid. Like, A LOT, a lot. Today we went to the Prado museum and saw happy Jesuses and sad Jesusus and skinny Jesuses and kinda Nordic, Swedish style Jesuses, and even one baby Jesus that was the spitting image of Betty White. For real. It's probably for the best that I can't post photos of that one. It was a little disturbing, I'm not gonna lie.
4. I've done three museums in three days, so tomorrow, I'm going shopping. I'm going to try to buy myself a Sergio Ramos. Google him. You can thank me later.
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