|On the way to El Prado|
I found a little snack bar just up the street from where I'm staying where I made a connection with the proprietor when I ate there yesterday, so I returned there this morning. When I came in, he and two of his patrons were watching Spanish news. They were running a story about American politics, of all things. The Spanish reporters were speaking with the mayor of Miami, asking him what was behind the rise of Donald Trump!
|My Spanish friend, who runs the snack bar up the street|
|Compassion from the Spaniards (but why is the sign in English?)|
|The Third of May, Goya|
|Apollo gives Vulcan the bad news about his wife|
|Christ crucified, Diego Valásquez|
|The Holy Trinity, El Greco.|
|This one really grabbed my attention. Not sure why... heh.|
|The Garden of Earthly Delights|
|The 7 Deadly Sins and the Last Four Things|
I contend that even the most cynical atheist, when viewing some of these masterpieces --El Greco, depicting the Holy Trinity, van der Weyden's Descent from the Cross, Noli Me Tangere by Correggio --must hesitate in his convictions. The inspiration required to create such works seems (to me, at least) to be almost beyond human.
After about 2 hours of viewing, however, the senses are saturated. I departed El Prado in the early afternoon and walked back to my rented suite on La Calle de Beníto Guitierrez.
|Don Quixote and Sancho Panza|
|A decrepit bunker. Remnant of la Guerra Civil?|
|Beautiful day in Parque Del Oeste|
|Sun sets behind an Egyptian temple.|
What a trip! I'm having a wonderful time. But I miss Maty.
|This is the life... except I miss her.|
"I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain
You give something up for everything you gain
Since every pleasure's got an edge in pain
Pay for your ticket and don't complain;"