I liked Madrid ... but I didn't lose my heart to it. If I would have to describe the city in one word then it would be grand. This word kept popping up in my head while I was wandering around the city. Grand. The buildings. The monuments. The streets. The museums.
Oh, I particularly liked the museums. The Prado? Amazing. The Guernica painting in the "Centro de Arte Reina Sofia"? Breathtaking and upsetting at the same time. The Thyssen-Bornemisza museum? My favorite!
I also walked the streets a lot, enjoying the blue skies and the warm temperatures. But my heart? Brought it back with me. Didn't leave, not even a single piece of it, there. But then, I can't go on leaving pieces of my heart all over the world, right?
Here some pictures
|View from the Palacio Real: the city is huge ... and look how flat the land is!|
|CaixaForum and the "Jardin vertical"|