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Clara, tapas y tortillas.



Summer seems to have done well in advance peek at Madrid. Saturday marks the thermometer on Gran Via 39 ° C. I would say very good start! Oh yes, because here I am told that this is nothing, you'll arrive safely in a few weeks to almost 50 ° C! For a lizard like me this could not be better news!



Anyway .. the weekend is flooded with sunshine and take the opportunity to spend Saturday walking around, aimlessly, without a map and, above all, no worries .. The less touristy spots of Madrid, as in any other city, are obviously the best but I must say that even the busiest areas are worth a prolonged visit. Gran Via with its myriad shops, Cava Baja and Cava Alta with its innumerable taverns and Plaza Mayor with the marketplace of ancient coins and stamps (every Sunday!) make Madrid a city very rich in folklore and every kind of attraction.





Not to mention food and beverages for official release .. all friends and relatives: I found a beer that I love! The clara. Half beer and half Lemonsoda: the most delicious and refreshing I have ever drunk. Of course accompanied by tapas of all kinds. Friday night we spent a pleasant evening / film club with Carl and Eloise (two friends) who are also preparing a separate giant tortillas ... very good!

Budget of the weekend: sultry and tasty.

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El Rastro and his monkey candle holder.



After rain and cold at last the sun! The working week passes quickly. During the Friday night muy site (right Marco?) We have a first taste of nightlife in Madrid. Friendly people, music, talk and a few cocktails too many. Madrid is certainly not lacking in entertainment and recreation spaces in which (the blanket of smoke that covers the interior is the only flaw)!



On Saturday, the Retiro to spend with the children of the study we work. Very relaxed atmosphere, good food and good company, thanks to a red squirrel showing little narcissus visit us and available to be immortalized by our shots. The sun heats up nicely in the afternoon of San Isidro (patron saint of the city and an opportunity for locals to show off clothes folk holidays) and can take a long siesta in the English style.




discover that Sunday in Madrid has a well-established ritual, or a walk in the vast market of El Rastro freak: family, children, couples, young and old men gather here for more junk hunting kitsch.




Monkeys candle holders, African masks, gramophones and rooted in the black and white photos of dusty people to "some" years ago inhabiting a dazzling and vibrant market that has all sorts of oddments. Thousands of people. Not recommended for those who do not like the crowd. Highly recommended to those who love vintage tending to the trash (like me!).

Sunday memorable and scorching sun.

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home and work.



First day of work! Anxious about the expectations that colleagues have placed in us, we spend the day with his eyes fixed on the screen of a Mac between research and the other (and always active with Skype!). Spend some time close to his head: "You Should play with this!" and it takes up the new I-Pad! Cone children, our faces light up with joy and excitement. Play around a bit, we draw conclusions more or less positive, and we read "Alice in Wonderland." Incredible illustrations.



And now I present my humble abode! Living room area, breakfast / lunch / dinner and bedroom ... Not bad right?

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One glimmer of sun.



Rain, rain and more rain .. The leaden sky above the Sunday in Madrid. We just have to do is drag us to the house in pajamas. Slippers, music and tea, the relaxing day rushing. At about 18 we find that an unusual light in which we were not accustomed to living in peeps: sun! We can not miss this opportunity! We dress in a hurry and we were out on the streets of Las Huertas.





We cross our path in the opposite direction the usual and we encounter a man who laughs like crazy with her friend radio, sitting on the edge of a quote from José Echegaray. We arrive at the Plaza Santa Ana. The warm sun envelops the people sitting at tables outside the bars of the plaza, two friends arrive and we sit together in a room near Sol





between talk and cervezas (for me coca cola!) arrive to 21.30, we bid farewell to the girls and of course we get lost in a street a few steps from home. We try to orient and find their way home in no time at all. Dinner, tea and sleep: tomorrow Inizio il vero lavoro.

The beauty! What is not know now with mathematical certainty, may never know but that beauty is something there, throbbing in nature, and that as the wave reaches the beach breaks in foam ...
José Echegaray
speech of the Royal English Academy (1882 )

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Wandering ..



Primo weekend! É anche d'obbligo a passeggiata is non è il tempo dei migliori. Esco alle 11 e senza meta vague nei dintorni .. house of a hundred meters from Calle de las Huertas, where we live, there is the Museo del Prado: free admission on 18 de Mayo .. Done! Walk along the Paseo del Prado and read a statement Parque del Buen Retiro so I decide to take a look at what, on map Moleskine is the real green lung of Madrid. The entrance from Calle Felipe IV is spectacular: a royal park, very clean and chock full of trees (properly pruned a couple straight out of "Alice in Wonderland") ponds, street musicians and other unusual sights.



Among these, the most unexpected are the banquets of fortune-tellers and improvised puppet show to entertain the kids! The lake Estanque is invaded by rowing boats hired from romantic couples, families and quaint and nostalgic old men of Madrid.




have lunch and we leave the park wandering around Calle de Atocha. Are 16.45 and the typical English siesta takes its toll: the shutters are all down, shops closed and no one on the streets, apart from a nice showing in his 70's Marco, a new trolley, abandoned beside the garbage intact. Marco Valutatone state appropriates it and find that the abandonment was due to his total failure as a trolley: the handle is locked! We get lost in the desolate streets with suitcase below to find your way home then. Satisfaction of the day.

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I'm here!
Thursday, May 6 17:30: I leave the underground station and is a new world. Things unseen, unknown faces (apart from Mark, of course), smells new and strange language .. I set out to study with Mark Fjord with my trolley gargantuan and the adrenaline flowing a thousand. Andy "Buonomo is out there, on the phone, it beckons and invites us to enter and here the adventure begins: a fantastic open plan offices that will be our new den for the next 5 months. The parquet and white are the masters were it not for the giant whiteboard on which hang dozens of glittering post-it (home sweet home) where they recorded the "work in progress". We sit down and immediately the boys show up and welcome us very warmly; accomplices excitement and fatigue, my stomach begins to sour! Then we come together in what will be our lodging between now and September, and here the dream begins to override the reality that we can say that our "humble abode" is much like one of those super-mega-cool loft out of Domus magazine ! Wonderful (stomach more and more a mess ..)! Three bedrooms, scream (although the real super suite is designed to third colleague who will arrive Monday .. doh!), a living room that even a thousand years I could never afford, two bathrooms and a kitchen that makes me curse the time that I have not learned to cook as incapable as they are, I will never exploit to the fullest! Unload the luggage back in the office and after a series of pleasantries that I will not describe here, Andy, Medina and Bea take us for a drink (hot tea was the only thing I could conceive at that time .. that sucker! ) after that we all go out to dinner together. I order the thing that I think is closer to the chicken breast, a supposition that is disillusioned when I see the waiter bring (same as Super Mario!) Two chops to Milan Disproportionate size and french fries. We eat, if it can be considered as my two bits, and then home ..! First night in hell cause stomach out-of-order, for the rest ... a fairy tale.