What better way to start the day than a visit to Spain's most famous street market?
This morning, Mariah, Mateo, and I went to the Rastro. There is so easy way to describe it, and no words can do it real justice, but I will do my best. Every Sunday, multiple streets in the middle of the city are lined with hundreds of tents/booths selling everything from clothing, to pets. The majority of the stands, much to my delight, sold bohemian, gypsy-like clothing, purses, and jewelery. I had been on a mission to find myself a pair of pants I previously described as "Jasmine pants." I also have heard them being reffered to as "Harem pants," and "MC Hammer pants." Whatever they're called, I finally bought myself a pair of beautiful green ones, which I fully intend on wearing. The rest of Madrid gets to dress up like hippie harem people, why shouldn't I.
2€ scarves? Who could resist.
This morning, Mariah, Mateo, and I went to the Rastro. There is so easy way to describe it, and no words can do it real justice, but I will do my best. Every Sunday, multiple streets in the middle of the city are lined with hundreds of tents/booths selling everything from clothing, to pets. The majority of the stands, much to my delight, sold bohemian, gypsy-like clothing, purses, and jewelery. I had been on a mission to find myself a pair of pants I previously described as "Jasmine pants." I also have heard them being reffered to as "Harem pants," and "MC Hammer pants." Whatever they're called, I finally bought myself a pair of beautiful green ones, which I fully intend on wearing. The rest of Madrid gets to dress up like hippie harem people, why shouldn't I.
2€ scarves? Who could resist.
My Jasmine pants
Considering that Mariah, Mateo, and I were running on very very litte sleep, we kept our shopping trip fairly short, and then went to a cafe for brunch.
The rest of the day, the three of us slept, and watched Amelie in Spanish. Of course, the only subtitle options were Spanish and French. Out of nowhere is started pouring rain. Mariah and I ran as fast as we could outside! It was beautiful. Of course, it lasted for all of about 30 minutes, but we spent those 30 minutes sitting on Mariah's window sill enjoying the momentary relief from the usual heat.
The rain in Spain...
So maybe I didn't get to spend the weekend traveling around Valencia with my host family, but what is better than good friends, street markets, Spanish food, shopping, and dubbed movies?
Love,
Chloe
Considering that Mariah, Mateo, and I were running on very very litte sleep, we kept our shopping trip fairly short, and then went to a cafe for brunch.
The rest of the day, the three of us slept, and watched Amelie in Spanish. Of course, the only subtitle options were Spanish and French. Out of nowhere is started pouring rain. Mariah and I ran as fast as we could outside! It was beautiful. Of course, it lasted for all of about 30 minutes, but we spent those 30 minutes sitting on Mariah's window sill enjoying the momentary relief from the usual heat.
The rain in Spain...
So maybe I didn't get to spend the weekend traveling around Valencia with my host family, but what is better than good friends, street markets, Spanish food, shopping, and dubbed movies?
Love,
Chloe
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