Madrid en la Noche
Around Plaza Real
Madrid
May 29, 2012
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We roused ourselves from our jetlag nap
in time to catch the sunset and the dusk,
and went out to do all the things you do
on your first night in a new city. We wandered
through narrow streets and little parks. We
found big churches and sat on their steps.
We stopped at sidewalk cafes and ordered
cold beer and sangria, and when we asked
for crisps they gave us stale potato chips--
and we were still so happy that we didn't
complain.
An ancient, arched doorway beckoned and
we went in and descended to the basement--
no, surely it was a dungeon, a prison, or
maybe the wine cellar where the cask of
Amontillado was kept! We walked through
the Plaza Real, its 17th-century facade
brightly lit, smiling down at ... us and
barely anyone else, as the summer season
hadn't arrived yet.
And then, just as we had done on
our
first night in Venice four years earlier,
we found gelato and enjoyed its cool
creaminess on a warm evening in late
spring in Southern Europe.
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