Just realizing that breakfast was included in our room, we made sure to take advantage of the beautiful buffet before leaving for our daily adventures. First on our list was a tour of Palacio Real. Although I had already seen this on our excursion to Madrid, I was more than willing to go through again and very eager to show Bekah and mom. It was no surprise that they loved it and were blown away by the extravagance of every room, just as I had been.
We walked back up towards La Plaza Mayor, we stopped into Cruz Blanca for a delicious menu del dia. We each started off with paella mixta and bread, then carne picado for me, grilled fish for mom, and grilled chicken and fries for Bee. All this went well with our shared bottle of white. With our bill under 30 euros, we rolled out of the restaurant in efforts to walk off some of our obscene consumption.
We were just passing the Puerta del Sol when a pigeon attacked me. Minding my own business, a possessed bird swooped down and nosedived for my face. I grabbed onto my mom’s arm and ducked backwards to avoid the collision. The force of this attack was so great, however, that I was forced down in the middle of the sidewalk. Never before has a bird forced me to the ground or made me the laughing stalk of the general public.
We occupied much of the remainder of the afternoon meandering in and out of shops, Rebekah DETERMINED to find some Spanish boots in the allotted week.
Returning to the hotel, we showered, rested, and made the short walk down to street to Donor Kabap for dinner. Afterwards, we dropped Bekah off at the hotel and mom and I began the search for ice cream. We found Farggi in the Plaza Mayor and each helped ourselves to two generous scoops: one of dulce de leche and the other of some variety of coffee. She had already adapted to my gluttonous Spanish lifestyle. We finished the evening by walking down the other side of Gran Via this time to see the beautiful luminous fountains in Plaza Espana.
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