Two weeks shy of my 28th birthday, I left the U.S. for the first time. How I made it this far in life without doing this earlier will forever haunt me. Many adventures to come, but first: Madrid, day 1.
I seemed to have timed my flight perfectly and managed to skip right over jet lag. First tourist photo: Plaza Mayor after ham meal number 1.
Still have not gotten to the bottom of this mystery, but oh my – the Spanish LOVE ham. We regrettably opted out of visiting one of the city’s many Museums de Jamon. That is first on my list if/when I return to Madrid.
A rooftop club we somehow managed to stumble our way into that overlooked the Plaza de Santa Ana. Beautiful view, bad old school American jams.
Stay tuned for more Madrid and then, Lisbon!