weekend (in madrid).

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I spent a lone weekend wandering around Madrid.


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Admittedly it felt a little strange in the beginning, but I quickly adjusted and sank into the groove of it.

I drank sangria. I ate manchego cheese; a lot of it. I died a little over a flamenco ballet (complete with classical Spanish guitar and breathtaking dresses). I walked until my feet refused to walk anymore. I stared at Dalí and Picasso paintings until I was no longer welcome (in the incredible Reina Sofía museum). I mastered the art of eating alone (finally). I turned 22.

It was special. I think I'll always remember it.