New Years Eve, on our way home from our local Metro stop, we came across Madrid's annual marathon. It's called the Carrera de San Silvestre, and part of the route runs down the Calle Ciudad de Barcelona.
In order to avoid getting in anyone's way, we had to time our dash across the route to get to our apartment.
We had a nice dinner but forgot to buy grapes for the typical Spanish midnight rite. So we set out 12 orange wedges. One for each ring of the bell.
This is what old people do on New Years Eve. Those are indeed pajama bottoms.
We did, however, toast the New Year from our remote location. In the background you can see Puerta del Sol in all its splendor.
New Years Eve, on our way home from our local Metro stop, we came across Madrid's annual marathon. It's called the Carrera de San Silvestre, and part of the route runs down the Calle Ciudad de Barcelona.
In order to avoid getting in anyone's way, we had to time our dash across the route to get to our apartment.
We had a nice dinner but forgot to buy grapes for the typical Spanish midnight rite. So we set out 12 orange wedges. One for each ring of the bell.
This is what old people do on New Years Eve. Those are indeed pajama bottoms.
We did, however, toast the New Year from our remote location. In the background you can see Puerta del Sol in all its splendor.
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