This weekend, N played in an MBA soccer/football tournament. In Madrid. Fortunately, I got to come along to inflict my Spanish on the Spanish once again.
Madrid is lovely, lively and surprisingly clean. Not as warm as you might think it would be though. No one else was wearing flip flops. Cough. Friday, we saw the sights (the Palacio Real, the cathedral, the Plazas) and enjoyed some good food. We lunched at the Mercado de San Miguel, which is essentially a pincho and tapas market, and it was the highlight of the day.
Saturday and Sunday N was at the tournament, so I set off on my own to explore (and I won’t lie to you, shop). It poured rain (all weekend), but it was still enjoyable. After a 2 hour metro ride and walk, I made it to the field to watch Insead win their second game of the day. We celebrated with patatas bravas, deep fried eggplant (with a brown sugar sauce, yum!), mushrooms, sangria and cañas at Casa Toni, recommended by Rick Steves.
The next day we were back at the field. The boys won the whole thing!
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