It’s really unimaginable to see some of this art with my own two eyes, especially when it’s the original copy of the art and not just a print.

Yesterday I saw Salvador Dali’s Dream Caused by the Flight of a Bee Around a Pomegranate a Second Before Waking.

The day before I saw Picasso’s Guernica. What’s actually really interesting about Guernica is the transformational process it took from the beginning to the end. Not that it’s entirely different but the process is bizarre (which is to be expected, I suppose).

Madrid is pretty nice. I’ve eaten some great good. I’ve seen a metric-fuck-ton of art. Literally. I’ve been to the Museo del Prado, the Reina Sofia and the Thyssen-Bornemisza art museums and I’ve seen works by Rafeal, Goya, Picasso, Dali, Durer, and countless others. 

Today I leave Madrid and head south to Sevilla. A little more touristy, but it’s a quick two-day trip for Kate and I before we head to the coast and the hill towns near the Straights of Gibraltar. 

On a semi-related note, we buy fresh bread every day. Various types of baguettes or some other such types. Cost… about .30 euros. Cans of beer in the grocery store, approximately .33 euros. They also have store brand beer. At one point in time we paid less than 2 euors for a six pack at the store. That’s less than 4 USD. Fuck. And the cost of wine… unreal. You can get bottles for a euro apiece. The great stuff is like 10 euros. We didn’t even bother.

Hopefully I’ll have some more pictures to post soon. I haven’t uploaded any actually pictures from the digital camera yet so it’s somewhat limited to when I actually carry my iPhone around with me, which is next to useless when in airplane mode.

Adios.