The last week has been a huge blur. I’m terrible at updating my blog, so I adopted a little yellow bird to tweet in my ear whenever I start slacking. My little yellow bird starting chirping this morning so here goes.
Three weeks into this new life I’ve found a wonderful flat with incredible flatmates --three lovely girls from the UK who will probably increase my alcohol tolerance and have me saying things like ‘knickers’ and ‘plasters’ instead of ‘underwear’ and ‘bandaids’-- new friends and a restaurant around the corner that sells decent doner kebabs.
Using my passable spanish and lots of gestures, I’ve gotten a phone and a bank account. Big ups to the Emory Spanish department for hookin a sista up with a bomb education.
I’ve acquired two stalkers, chronic foot pains and a new attitude. Anywhere else some of the things that have gone down would shake my cool...but even when I’m wandering the streets of Madrid, barefoot, at five in the morning I’m overwhelmed by this feeling that I’m in the right place doing the right thing.
My new study space?
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| The gardens of Atocha | | | | |
Ten minutes away...el Parque del Buen Retiro
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| Monumento al Rey Alfonso |
El Palacio de Cristal
Two minutes away, Queen Sofia Museum (Museo de la Reina Sofia)
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| Guernica |
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| Francis Picabia |
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| Francia Picabia |
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| Picasso |
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| Horacio Ferrer |
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| Dali | |
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| Velasco |
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| Ponce de Leon...a self portrait apparently. |
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And the single most beautiful painting I have ever seen…
Un Mundo by Angeles Santos Torroella c 1929
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| I want to buy this and put it in my future living room...here's hoping :) |
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| ...my feet hurt... |
Next week I'll put up pics of the school and my kids, if they dont eat me alive...
