I don’t know why it happens in Madrid but I’ve run into people randomly (especially Americans) at least 15 times in the last 6 months. Madrid is getting smaller and smaller. When we got off the train to El Escorial this past Sunday, we saw our friend Lindsay and her boyfriend getting off the same train. As the Spanish say, the world is a handkerchief.
We went together to see the monastery and the gardens, from where we could view the four towers in Madrid from afar. It was a beautiful day (it’s so hot here now!), and we had lunch in a small plaza where there was a band playing American classics. After a pretty busy week, it was a nice escape from the city. Also: never again will I order Mexican food here. A lot of the time it’s shitty.
More updates to come soon…
mabel lee 