Madrid

When one enters "normal" life again, it can be difficult to up and go again. So when my girl friends back home tell me they are going to Spain - I unabashedly indicated my intention to tag along. Being such amazing people that they are - they took me in.

I have never really spent much time in Europe, despite its history, culture and economics. I suppose I thought it will always just be there. But after Germany, I have to say, my interest grew. And perhaps, with the current debt crisis it has gotten itself in, it might not "just be there" as it is. In any case, from a tourist point of view, I did minimal research.

Madrid is a heaving, bustling city. Is it cliche to say that there is a buzz? I love the mix of old and new, the stories that go with everything around you. The kings and queens whom wrote the being of this city. The influence of The Moors from centuries past. Speaking of the The Moors, fascinating, isn't it, how history repeats itself, albeit in different forms. And how would have the world turned out, if The Moors hadn't passed the keys of the city to the Christians?

And that is what I pondered upon as I walk through the cobble-stone alleys of Madrid.

Almudena Cathedral

 Mercado de San Miguel - right in the middle of the city, fantastic spot to take a break from the bustling city

 I think this was going into Calle Cava Baja? Anyway, used to be a red-light district, so back then, they erected a massive cross to remind those of the sins they are about to commit.

 Randomly placed windows to avoid taxes - don't you love the Spanish?

The last bit of The Moorish Wall in front of Almudena Cathedral. Isn't it fascinating how back then The Moors were the tolerant ones and the Christians were not. How history goes round.

 Bull fighting. Couldn't quite stomach it after a while

 The Parque del Retiro - I wish I had more time here. What a beautiful park.

 Although the lake could do with a bit more of a clean up

 Flamenco