OH NOOOO Pablooo PLease don't go!

So, of course, after a night snuggled on the couch with Smiegel the snoring monster (Angie), I woke up late. Angie claims her excuse is "jet lag". As we get ready in the morning, Angie loses her shoe after 20 minutes of searching we say something to Matias and Leo from the other end of the apartment goes "Is it purple?". Of course, Rasta, the cutest puppy in the world has stolen it and placed it under Pablo's desk.

So now we are finally off into the beautiful city of Madrid. We head to the Museo Nacioanl Centro de Arte Reina Sofia for a Pablo Picasso Exhibit, which includes Guernica. The Picasso exhibit was absolutely ridiculous.... 4 huge rooms full of everything from his blue period, his works of Pierrot, Guernica, Cubism, Self Portraits, and works inspired by others (including Manet's Dejeuner Sur l'Herbe)

Afterwards we met up with our Spanish friend, Cristina to take some photos. She gave us a mini-tour and we saw the Palacio Real and the Royal Cathedral (Iglesia de le Almudena). Walked pass the Jardines de Sabatina, Spain's version of the Royal Gardens... we really hoped we'd see King Juan Carlos II.

Around 5 pm, Angie and I realized we were absolutely starving. The only thing we didn't know was that between 5 pm to 8 pm, ALL OF SPAIN SIESTAS (including the restaurants).

The only place opened was Haagen Daas, so Angie and we ordered two sundaes to share. Possibly the most ice cream I've ever seen and our most expensive meal in Spain.

We returned back to Matias' house, and passed the Plaza de Espana and the Don Quixote Monument!

Once back, we met up with some more Americans and started to celebrate Pablo's departure for Germany. Sadly, this celebration included REAL absinthe made from wormwood in the woods of the Czech Republic. Of course, Lukas devilishly offered the two of us some. Possibly the worst tasting alcohol in the world, but the rest of the night was extraordinary.

We went dancing at this club called 80's, which I can only assume was a gay club as there were at least 5 male couples making out. After some dancing, Pablo's absinthe started to take effect on him (he had 3 shots) and he gave going away kisses to everyone.... This means he kissed everyone (including men) at least once on the lips. The bar closed around 3 and Matias asked if we wanted to go to another club, Angie and I were of course up for ANYTHING.

We head to the next bar, more traditional, and the two of us begin to feel the Absinthe. Let's just say Absinthe makes me a crazy Spanish dancer (like almost professional) and it makes Angie very "tempting". We danced the rest of the night away!

We finished the night, or I guess, morning and arrived back at Matias' around 7am in the morning... To the say the least we didn't wake up til noon the next day.

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