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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