travel back in time

Tuesday 21st December, Madrid, Spain
*scroll down for the latest journal entry. It's at the bottom, mate*


The countdown is on.

As our last minute preparations rapidly fall into place, I give you a few photos of winter in Madrid...

the tree lined Paseo de Prado, which provided such a cooling refuge during the summer, is now haunted by the ghostly skeletons.

bolsa means 'bag', so this must be the Bag of Madrid building.

a typical backstreet in the Lavapies district, after some minor editing.

even the Ritz looks uninviting under the bleak winter sky

In Brisbane, we don't get such distinct seasons as I've experienced here in Madrid. It reminds me of a poem called "The Four Seasons", written by my talented and gorgeous niece. *CLICK HERE*

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