In Madrid, we were astonished to see on the METRO that there are no advertisements for products, multinational companies or the newest fashions, perfumes, and electronic "gotta haves" - only notices about art exhibits, cultural events or invitations to observe objects of beauty. We saw poster from a campaign " Never a day without Poetry" so we took their advice and made a somewhat poetic adventure out of getting lost (again) on our way to seeing the Museo Sorolla and the National Modern Art Museum. Chuck was catatonic in the morning and in the afternoon, the surrealists made his skin crawl. Too much juxaposition in one day, but he said that it was definitely worth the 14 hour flight to see the brilliance of Sorolla up close, personal and in Sorolla's home/studio. Tomorrow, our last day in Spain, we tackle the 3,000 paintings of THE PRADO - with a tapas break at the astonishing mercado San Miguel that we accidentally discovered today - after a horrid lunch at an Octoptus Restaurant. Getting lost, while difficult on the nerves, has it's benefits.
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