If you looked at a map of our neighborhood it would resemble the scribbles of a three year old playing with crayons. Short streets that stop and start and then wind around on themselves. So we have spent most of the last couple of days just wandering around, getting lost and then finding a familiar landmark. Many of the streets contain tile murals like those above that are breathtakingly beautiful. In fact Madrid is an art festival. In addition to the world class museums like the Prado and Thyssen-Bornemissa there are many art fairs and galleries and craft shops with local artisans displaying their wares.
We've of course continued eating our way through the city. We had two wonderful meals, one at La Sanabresa which we discovered around the corner from our place and La Gloria de Montera which we discovered several years ago and have returned to a number of times. Sanabresa opens at 8:30 and when we arrived at 8:15 there was a half dozen people lined up in front of a totally dark place. We all stood around asking each other if it was in fact going to open or whether we had the wrong night. Suddenly, at 8:30 on the dot, the whole place lit up, the doors opened and we all rushed in. It's seat yourself and within 15 minutes the place was packed and people were lined up on the street to get into the next seating. Jim had a tasty sea bass and I had ribs. So yummy. Gloria is a much larger, more formal white table cloth place but the food is hearty and excellent.
We also came across a trio playing Hava Negilah on some sort of oriental zither.
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