Why is it when you’re away from home, everything that is considered edible calls your name. It’s like the minute your stomach realizes you’re on vacation, it never ever seems to get full. And somehow, it manages to trick your brain into thinking calories don’t count. Am I right?
Please tell me I’m not the only one with a sneaky stomach?!
It just seems like since we’ve gotten here, all we’ve been doing is eating. Which, hey, I’m definitely not complaining. The bread. The gelato. The tapas. How can you say no?
After several days of non-stop walking & picture-snapping, Derek and I decided to spend our last full afternoon in Madrid simply chilling. Our feet needed the break. They were practically screaming for one. So, we thought what better way to relax than to grab some vino, pack a picnic, and head to Parque de El Retiro, which is basically Madrid’s Central Park.
We stopped by a local market and picked up a crate of fresh strawberries, which made the afternoon that much more sweeter.