quaint streets of Toledo
i have come to love and hate the electronic voice in the metro. everytime it stops... (chimes) proximo estacion....(name of stop) correspondencia con (name of line change) so nice to here that glorious sentence and get off the metro at puerta de toledo after a 45 minute ride and 2 line changes or when finally making your drunken stumble to sol.
This past week was the best so far and they continue to get better every week topping the last. Friday we headed out to our new home bar camo momo on echegaray where we met manuel the bartender. The guy hears us speaking english we order drinks a corona, two shots of vodka, and a rum and coke or if your a badass from spain you call it a cubalibre.
anyways we ask him how much and he says NADA. so we tipped him 10 euro, let me remind you, you dont tip anyone in spain not cab drivers not waiters not bartenders, nobody... its a beautiful concept really so us throwing down a 10 on him is huge and it led to free drinks all night and every night from here on out. again another fight broke out clearing the dance floor, lots of smashed glass amazing time. we walk outside and i swear i felt like i was in a movie, a hoard of about 5 guys come running out the door of the bar across the street. guys get bottles thrown at them and one guy cheap shots an unsuspecting guy who responds by chasing him down the street and tackling him to the ground.
i didnt really think that night could be topped until saturday night rolled around. our friend erin got hooked up with free tickets to a club called coyote in moncloa.
erin has mastered the art of getting things from guys and thanks to her hard work i get to reap the benefits of it... thank you erin. we get to this place and there is a line to get in. she walks us up to the front and 2 seconds later we are in the club. amazing place. having the time of my life at 4 am thinking the night is almost over until we find ourselves backstage in the vip lounge. there until the sun comes up and head home, forgetting that i need to catch a train in atocha at 1230 the next day for our day trip to toledo....
Graffiti in Toledo
i step out of my apartment amazing day, completely reminding me of back home, blue sky and sunshine. take in a breath of air and see my bus circular one nearing the bus stop. if i dont make this bus i dont make my train and im screwed. i run 3 blocks to catch it with a massive headache and manage to get on the bus. slept the 30 minute ride to toledo only to wake up to some incredible scenery. living in a city lime Madrid, it is nice to get out of the big city and into the country side.
There are not enough words to describe the time you first set eyes on toledo. the train station is on the outskirts and you have to walk 20 minutes to get to this medival marvel. Th city is over 800 years old and houses some of the most amazing catholic cathedrals in the world and priceless art to compliment them. we spent some time walking through the maze of small cobblestone streets and back alleys to the house of el grecco. El Grecco is one of the greatest painters of his time. After roaming the streets for a while we went to the cathedral of all cathedrals, named top 3 gothic cathedrals in europe. This place took 250 years to build. When you step inside its almost difficult to comprehend everything around you. amazing paintings, gold brought back from the americas from columbus incrusted on statues everywhere. The most amazing alter i have ever seen. i sat down and stared at it for 10 minutes, imagining the time when the cathedral was lit only by candlelight and the crowds were kings and various other royalty. the detail in EVERYTHING is ridiculous and hanging down from the 100 foot ceilings are bishops hats that have been hanging there for 300 years. It took so long to build the place, it went through 3 different art periods adding to the already astonishing interior. everyone in there lifetime religious or not has to set their eyes on this place....
now after all that im sitting the the computer lab at school waiting for the next weekend to begin.