May 29, 2012

Las Problemas de una Chica Gorda

I've been so cultural lately! Yesterday we went to the Museo de la Reina Sofia (Queen Sofia's Museum). I can't pretend I'm Picasso's biggest fan but it was still cool learning about his paintings.

Today I had class until 1:30 then I went to a market near school called Mercado se San Miguel for lunch with Michelle and Annie. I can't even put into words how amazing the market was. I ate .... everything. The market is divided into little stations with every type of food imaginable. Thus begins the tour of my lunch:

I started with a limonada de Madrid, a fruity drink with gin. It was delicious and Annie got hers for free because the guy at the bar thought she was cute.


Next, we got paella, a traditional Spanish food. I got mine with vegetables only because all the meat looked weird! It was delicious.


After the paella, I pregamed my dessert with a miniature cone of chocolate gelato. It was delicious and I think the guy at this station liked me because I got a free cookie on top of my gelato. 



After my pre-dessert, I was feeling healthy so I went for a cup of fresh fruit. The strawberries and pineapple were delicious!


After the fruit I was feeling healthy; just then we stumbled upon a station for frozen yogurt. With the small size you got one topping and I got hot brownie. It may have been the most delicious thing I have ever tasted. No exaggeration.


I decided to quit while I was ahead after the yogurt since I doubted anything would ever be so delicious. We walked around for a little in an attempt to burn off some of the food and we stumbled into a bookstore where I bought the Spanish version of The Notebook:


Hopefully reading it helps me learn! We were almost five miles from home at this point and had an hour to get back; Michelle took the metro but Annie and I decided to powerwalk. We were dripping sweat when we got back because it was almost 90 degrees but I felt a lot less guilty about my huge lunch! After our walk we went to a BULLFIGHT!!! It was really exciting and I felt so cultural, but I had to close my eyes when they killed the bull. I guess I'm not as European as I thought.



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