madrid, day two

Saturday morning I woke up in madrid hating sangria, paella, churros and everything else I had eaten the day before. I had some sort of six hour food poisoning stomach bug thing but I wasn't going to let it poop on our party. After spending over an hour "getting ready"/resting up so that I could actual go sight see we set off to the museo de prado. Dorene was beyond excited about this museum because she knew a lot of the paintings inside, I on the other hand was slightly disappointed when I found out it was actually called museo de prado and not museo de prada. I know it doesn't make sense for a prada museum to be in spain but a girl can dream.

After a miserable walk to the museum I decided I should go back to the hotel room and rest, I wasn't going to make it inside. Dorene also reassured me that I probably wouldn't be sad about missing the spanish paintings in the museum. I still was able to take a picture outside of the museum to show dorenes kids that auntie roxanne tried her best.
I also felt like I needed a picture in front of some neptune fountain thing dorene made sound cool.

Once in the taxi dorene hailed for me, I decided that I would make the most of the situation and enjoy my car ride back and pretend it was a little madrid car tour. I even took a few pictures to remember my 6 euro worth taxi tour.

A little rest and some aquarius (this weird wannabe powerade/lemonade drink in spain) I was pretty much good to go. Once dorene came back from the museum we went to some park whose name I don't remember. It's this huge park on a side of madrid with so many random things, one being the cute statue we first saw below.

I have never been to new york but I'm guessing that the park was a little like central park. There were people everywhere as well as stands selling every fried, sweet, junk food thing you could possibly think of. There also were a few street performers even though I guess I should technically call them park performers.

We walked around a bit and took pictures of and with everything interesting.

After looking at the map we noticed that there was some sort of crystal palace in the middle of the park and I'm happy to report that we actually managed to find it while only getting lost once.

Next to the "palace" there was a cool lake that had trees growing in the middle of it, at least I thought it was cool.

You could say the highlight of our park visit was a tourist asking me in spainish if I could take his photo. Luckily dorene, spanish comprehend-er extraordinaire, understood what he was saying and told me what he wanted. I so called the fact that I would be mistaken for a true spainard, just didn't know it would be less than 48 hours into the trip.

Sadly the night was pretty uneventful. We went shopping for a bit, checked out the seven zaras, five h&m's and four sferas (best cheap store ever) that were a few blocks away from our hotel. For dinner we stumbled upon a random place where we ordered tapas. We had our first chicken croquettes there. Oh how I love croquettes now. Its basically a fried ball of potato and cheese with a little chicken in it. Its fabulous. I miss tapas so much!

We went to bed relatively early because we had a super early flight to lisbon but it was totally worth it. As dorene and I like to say, maybe ten times a day actually, "oh lisbon, you were so good to us!"