Villa Del Prado

We woke to a rainy Madrid morning. There were still people about but not quite as crazy. I was not being jostled taking photos, so I took a couple, but keeping rain off the lens was a problem..

Plaza Mayor was still Plaza Mayor

The Spaniards absorb other cultures...Sichuan tapas opposite San Miguel

Marjan found a Madrileño to admire the see through archaeology exhibit with.

The queue at the palace of course was elongating by the second even though opening was an hour away.

and the Sabatini gardens looked to be enjoying the rain.

Our wanderings this morning were towards the bus station at Principe Pio. Two stories of country buses, metro and train converge there. Our bus headed out of the bus station on a dedicated on-ramp to the underground freeway and was out of the centre of town in minutes.

Villa Del Prado was our destination. To visit Mum and Dad's resting place and chat with whatever family was about. Seems only Lidia and family, as the rest had taken the opportunity of a long weekend to flee to parts near and far. Still, we had a lovely catch up with them, ate a huge cocido lunch and had a visit to their farm.

We bussed back watching a most amazing sunset, completely sated both nutritionally an emotionally. I made the mistake of taking the window seat and being completely cramped and immobile all the way back.  The price for the sunset.

The long weekend almost over the streets were just normal buzzing rather than crazy.

Back at our little apartment we were exhausted. Sleep though eluded me whilst a woman somewhere in the building was enjoying herself enormously, for quite a while.

Ahhhhh Madrid.....always something coming at you. No pun intended.