Sunday is a day usually hated by quite a lot of people. Well, when you’re in Madrid you learn how to love Sunday mornings, Sunday afternoons, all Sundays. I woke up with an ache in my shoulder after sleeping on only one side, with a head ache after mixing alcohol, and still, what a nice Sunday morning. And yes, there’s a good reason for that, but I’m keeping it for myself for the moment.
After breakfast and a long shower we finally got out of the house. It was sunny and raining. A little bit cold, but not too bad. We wanted to see Reina Sofia, I was hoping that I can finally visit one museum in Madrid after living here for seven months. I had a feeling that I wouldn’t, and I was right. The museum is opened only until 14:30 on Sundays. So he comes up with another idea, a thing that I also wanted to do for a long time: Teleferico. And up we went.
The view is far from being spectacular, but the time with him was. I got back home around 8 o’clock and went to sleep. Now I woke up but I’m not planning on staying up for too much longer.
Good night Madrid, even if you don’t sleep, I’ll see you tomorrow. Surprise me and show me sun!
