On
Wednesday March 27th we flew from Florence into Madrid and were at our hostel
by about 1:30 pm. We then had time to
get settled and shower quickly before we met up with FABIOOOO. Fabio, Steve, and I became really close
friends last year while Fabio was working on his master’s at UConn. He’s from Milan, Italy but has currently just
begun working on his second master’s in Madrid so we met up with him there. We met in Plaza Espana and from there we went
to the Museo de Jamon.
Museo de
Jamon is a chain in Madrid that serves all authentic Spanish rations and tapas,
and ham comes with pretty much every meal.
The food and beers are great and cheap so I highly recommend it. As we were catching up when an Australian
named Jasper approached us because he heard us speaking English and asked if he
could hang. We weren’t too sure about him
at first but he ended up being okay and hung out with us the rest of the afternoon. For the rest of the afternoon we explored
Retiro Park. This park is ginormous and
includes many statues, fountains, a lake, rose garden, a crystal house, and
more. A highlight was Steve and Fabio
climbing on top of a lion statue to get a picture riding it, only to be kicked
off by park cops after I snapped the pic.
Way to go Ranger Steve ;) (Steve is a law Enforcement ranger for the
National Parks Service for those who don’t know). We then broke off for a few hours for Steve
to finish his group project that was due the next morning and to get ready for
going out all together (minus Jasper) at night.
At night we
met up with Fabio and a bunch of his friends at a tapas bar called El
Tigre. There you get a huge cup of beer
or sangria for 6 euros and then they keep bringing out heaping plates of
classic tapas as long as your there and finishing the plates, no matter if you
order more drinks or not. We had a ton
of fun getting to know his friends there.
There were Italians, Spaniards, Americans, and a guy from England at the
table so at times we had three languages going at once. Pretty cool.
From El Tigre we went to a bar that’s known for its sangria we split a
few jugs. We were definitely the fun
table that everyone wanted to join that night.
Saying bye
to Fabio was really hard that night/morning because we don’t know when we’re
going to see him next. At least the last
time I said goodbye to him I knew I would eventually see him while I was
abroad. It was also very hard saying bye
to Steve, as we don’t know when we’ll see each other next. Thankfully, it looks like we’ll be working on
the Cape together this summer, so we’ll be back together in June J After saying goodbye
Thursday morning, he flew back to the States and I bussed back to Madrid for
Semana Santa.
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