Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Madrid: Mercado De San Miguel

Welcome to my new favorite find in Madrid:
Mercado De San Miguel
Words cannot express how overjoyed I was to come in contact
with this glorious market in downtown Madrid.
Best of the best- pastries, fruit, seafood, sushi, flowers, jamon, chips,
cheese, drinks, gifts, you name it.

Just look at everyone.  Happily emptying their wallets.

Indulged yesterday with chocolate churros.
Polar opposite compared to your half-time treat at the stadium.
Soft and homemade with thick chocolate dipping sauce.
Heavy yet oh-so-delicious.

Oil of olives.  Can't get enough.

Today's lunch: a few of these little tasties.
1- Goat cheese with apple.
2- Roast beef and caramelized onions.
3- Spanish omlete, or "tortilla".

And what would a meal be without dessert?
Big orange pastry- Meh.
Chocolate truffle?  Delicious. Rich. Strong.
Also enjoyed the shortbread bites.

Senorita Sanchez dishing out some croquetas.
Popular Spanish item.
(Croquetas: "fried food roll" with potatoes, meat, or vegetables.)


Jamon jamon!  Really deserves its own post.  Due to the fact that
Spaniards live for Jamon.

Special friend slash best friend may or may not be coming into town
sooner than later.  Basically stoked to take him/her here. 

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Madrid: Siesta

si·es·ta

  [see-es-tuh] 
–noun
midday or afternoon rest or nap, esp. as taken in Spain and Latin America.


Gringa is beginning to LOVE Siesta.
Three hour siestas . . . 

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Oporto: Four Days Next Door (Portugal)

Host family leaves for four days on vacation.  Thus, language assistant
(that's me) leaves on four day vacation as well.  Point of interest: Portugal.
Oporto.  A beautiful city about three hours north of Lisbon.

Saw most cathedrals, churches, bell towers, etc.
Loved the architecture and tile work throughout the vicinity.

Annnd.  Roosters/birds.  They're obsessed.
A sweet old man told me the legend.
I, unfortunately, could only make out a few
of his words through his thick, Portuguese accent:
"Men hate one Spanish man, people hang man,
man say rooster sing, rooster sing three time,
now is legend, all Portugal.  Very, very famous."

Visited the Serralves Contemporary Art 'Museu', 'Biblioteca',
and 'Parque'.  "Truck Alphabet" in the Biblioteca.

Grazia Toderi exhibition.
Cityscapes- video, animation, and photography.
Something new (for me), definitely.

Appropriate:
" . . . Artists are prisoners of trends."
Much truth in the statement.


Pretty flowers of all types throughout the parque.

Perfect day- had been raining all week.
Lush, tranquil, beautiful.





This may or may not be the best hostel I've ever stayed in.
Best in that it was clean- the beds, decor, and equipment
also on the newer side.  Minus the fact that it smelled of body
odor off and on, this pick was great.

Peeps at the gelato place, Cremosi.
We are all now the best of friends.
Every day, every day.

Pastries. Pastries. Pastries.




The BEST PASTRY I've had thus far in Europe.

"PASTEL DE NATA."
Delicious hot, cold, or at room temperature.
Perfect with a pinch of cinnamon.
Comes in all shapes and sizes. Sometimes with apples.
A mouth-watering egg custard baked in pastry crust.
Had at least two every day.
"Don't mind if I do."

Lots of markets, little shops, cafes.

Also stumbled upon the most ornate and gorgeous
bookstore I have ever stepped foot in.
Lello Bookshop.
(Sorry B&N... Still love you though.)

End result after having a complete stranger take
a snapshot with the "bridge and city" in the background.
Oh wait, nowhere to be found. Pity.

Casa da Musica.
Oporto's "architectural statement".

Took an evening to watch the Solistas da Sinfonica.
Violin, Viola, and Cello.
I'm a huge sucker for anything that involves the Cello.
This, was terrific.  Performed works by Mozart and Korngold
(first time hearing of him- nice name though right?).

Girl from the mountains appreciates a good seafood meal.
Fried prawns.  Yumma.


Obrigada, Oporto.
Até depois.

Monday, October 4, 2010

London: Weekend Getaway

London, England. Definitely on the top ten list. Visited for the first time a little over three years ago with Mother and Grandma Japanese (no, that is not a racial slur, we have called her that since forever).  It was an incredible 5 days.  We saw most of the essentials in the area as well as Wicked and Mary Poppins.  I remember being so mesmerized by the place.  So mesmerized that when I found a cheap flight through Ryan Air last month, I jumped on that.
  
Started my day off by fulfilling one of my dreams:
seeing Les Miserables on Broadway.
I don't know that I can even begin to express how truly
OUT-OF-THIS-WORLD-INCREDIBLE it was.
Third row seat.  Incredible incredible leads.
The story and overall message is so beautiful.
I was literally brought to tears (embarrassing yes) during
a handful of the songs. Thank you, Les Miserables
for COMPLETELY blowing me out of the water.
I don't think I've ever been so honest about an applaud before.


Checked into the hostel.
Oh to be on a budget.  Shared this dorm with 23 others.
You're jealous, I know.

Brooke loves the Tube.  I especially love how they work the system here.
1 Pound for all day bus AND metro transportation.  That's it.
Was also thrilled to receive emails from the Dept. of State, Mother, and Father informing me
of the newly released statement on "high potential terrorist attacks in europe,"
which most likely would be targeted toward "public transportation systems
 and other tourist infrastructure."  Yikes. 

Just off the Oxford Circus Underground.
This is some of the BEST shopping I have experienced in my life.
Designer shops left and right, an H&M on every block, the most
INCREDIBLE Apple store I'll live to see (this honestly was fantastic).
Did I spend too much? Absolutely.

Annnd to top the night off . . . .

MICHAEL BUBLE.
In concert.  Amazing. Incredible. Talented.
Michael (yes, we are on first name basis) was hilarious,
entertaining, animated.  I was thoroughly impressed.

Sold out.  I loved how interactive he was with the audience.
He'd walk down isles during a couple of numbers (equipped with four
security men pushing off screaming women of all sizes and ages).
I've always been a fan of his work.  No expectations let down.
This concert was something else.

Sang all of his best hits.  Some of absolute favorites:
Home, You Don't Know Me, Everything,
and my most recent favorite- Haven't Met You Yet.

Day two.
 About seven times each year, I fall victim to the common cold.
And like every other time I get sick, the easy solution follows: pill & water.
And unfortunately must have not been paying CLOSE attention
while popping my Advil and nasal/sinus medications for the day.
Because all day, I was drowsy. Grrr. Nodding off about every 5 minutes.
Was hoping to spend at least a couple hours in the British Museum.
But the benches became too tempting, the temperature too comfortable.
Instead filled my day with lots of outdoor sightseeing and walking
among the brisk London air.  Problem solved.

Westminster.  Gorgeous.

Was just brought to my attention that the name "Big Ben"
actually refers to the bell inside Parliament's clock.  Good to know.

This is the best tiramisu I've consumed in my life.
(Everything on this post seems to be amazing, incredible,
beautiful, blah blah blah.  But really, I speak the truth.)

After sushi.  Where is my sweet fix?
Oh hello there, little tasties.
"I'll take the Perfect Pumpkin, Chocolate Milk, and Red Velvet."

Was hoping to hear slash smell horses every time I passed this
 to access my hostel.  Nothing.

And leaving.  Back to Madrid.
This is me (duh), somewhere around 4 a.m.,
ready to head back to Stansted Airport.
Time for a shower.

Friday, October 1, 2010

Madrid: Museo del Prado



The Prado.
One of the world´s most renowned art museums.

Went today for the first time.
Such a beautiful museum.  Very modern in decour with mostly Spanish art.
Hints of Flemish, Italian, and German displays on various floors.
Spent hours on only the first floor today.



Lookie Brookie. I have a new favorite artist.
Mariano Fortuny.
Loved loved his painting: Hollyhocks.
(Unfortunately couldn´t find on el internet.)
This, however, is probably his most famous work.
The Artist´s Children in the Japanese Salon.


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