Last Sunday it was very warm in Madrid, so we decided to take a walk in the park. While we were walking, A's brother called us from Ireland so we took a walk and talked to J. It was nice.
We saw some native Madrileños doing a traditional native dance, complete with guitar and drums going, "Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum." If you can imagine a John Wayne movie with Native Americans, that's the sound we are going for here. UC San Diego's Hump Drum Circle has nothing on these people. Seriously.
There is always a nice Sunday chess game. Amagomundi could have taken them, but we didn't have time to play. We were talking to J.
A is talking to J. Look at all those people in the background. It was like 65 degrees and everyone was taking advantage of the sun and warmth. Taking walks. Having beers. Jumping up and down to the beat of a drum. Talking long distance to Ireland.
Freddy plays the accordion for grandpa and grandson. When you walk the streets of Madrid you should keep your eye out for pairs of grandparents walking with their grandchildren. The exploitation of free family childcare appears to be a consecrated institution. Parents know how to do things here in Spain. Drop kid off in morning. Go to work. Pick kid up in evening. Priceless.
One of the Retiro's lesser estanques (in the background). But beautiful nonetheless. A is still talking to J. He is doing well. It was a nice walk in the park with him, even though he is far away.
The more attractive half of amagomundi poses on the other side of the estanque. This is a photo that S was not supposed to post on this blog. But he did it anyway and hopes that he does not get in trouble.
There's that estanque again, with the glass building in the background. It's not a greenhouse. We don't know what they do in there. Maybe they have big balls.
We saw some native Madrileños doing a traditional native dance, complete with guitar and drums going, "Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum." If you can imagine a John Wayne movie with Native Americans, that's the sound we are going for here. UC San Diego's Hump Drum Circle has nothing on these people. Seriously.
There is always a nice Sunday chess game. Amagomundi could have taken them, but we didn't have time to play. We were talking to J.
A is talking to J. Look at all those people in the background. It was like 65 degrees and everyone was taking advantage of the sun and warmth. Taking walks. Having beers. Jumping up and down to the beat of a drum. Talking long distance to Ireland.
Freddy plays the accordion for grandpa and grandson. When you walk the streets of Madrid you should keep your eye out for pairs of grandparents walking with their grandchildren. The exploitation of free family childcare appears to be a consecrated institution. Parents know how to do things here in Spain. Drop kid off in morning. Go to work. Pick kid up in evening. Priceless.
One of the Retiro's lesser estanques (in the background). But beautiful nonetheless. A is still talking to J. He is doing well. It was a nice walk in the park with him, even though he is far away.
The more attractive half of amagomundi poses on the other side of the estanque. This is a photo that S was not supposed to post on this blog. But he did it anyway and hopes that he does not get in trouble.
There's that estanque again, with the glass building in the background. It's not a greenhouse. We don't know what they do in there. Maybe they have big balls.
2 comments:
My client went to Madrid a few months back and she was going on and on about some crystal palace in a park and how she was upset that it's not lit up at night so she couldn't take any decent pictures and well, I guess that's it behind you two.
I call Madrid before sunrise every morning these days for work. Makes me feel better knowing you two are strolling along while I'm yammering on with Amparo, Diego, and Paz.
I live vicariously through you guys. Phoenix, well, whatever.
Oh yes, the crystal palace is very real, O.
We are enjoying your fine blog, The PMA. Sometimes you make Phoenix look beautiful.
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