Sick of the complications which this weekend brought us with the lamentable holiday of Valentine’s Day, Judy and I decided to take advantage of the sunny weather in the afternoon. We went to the Temple of Debod, an Egyptian temple that was transported to Madrid in 1968 as a gift.
I had seen it on a Sunday night for the first time after asking Javi where it was, and why I hadn’t noticed such a giant structure in the city after so many months of running around. Unlike that night, yesterday the park, which is close to Plaza España, was full of people enjoying the rest of their weekend. We sat in the grass under some trees to bask in what was left of the afternoon sun. We talked about relationships, our lives in Madrid, men, everything that we find ourselves talking about at every hour in our little home.