madrid day 8

que dia fabuloso. i ventured off on my own this afternoon on a walk to el museo thyssen to see the monet exhibit that will only be around until tomorrow. when i got there, i paid for an audioguide and started through the museum...after like 3 rooms i started to wonder why there weren't any monet pieces, but i figured i would get to them at some point...(it also occurred to me that there weren't very many people there, which was surprising for the day before closing). i got to the 4th room to find that it was the end and so astutely surmised that i had been in the wrong room. i walked out and the lady said the monet exhibit was around the corner, and i realized i had also bought the wrong audio guide...so i explained to the nice lady who gave me my money back, so i was able to have another audio guide for the monet exhibit...2 for the price of one, how lucky. i was soo tired by the time i finished that exhibit + i had a nice long walk home. i really did enjoy it but i was wiped out. what a hard life, i know...

on the way home i picked up tickets for a play jenny wanted to go to--la casa de bernarda alba (the house of bernarda alba), which she had been in during high school. the theatre was beautiful (there are pictures of course)...the play was great. it was so interesting to see it in spanish...i understood most of it, thank goodness jenny had seen it, but the hardest part was there was so much fast yelling, it was hard to distinguish the words & make out what they were saying. there was also a surprise at the end, which i could never ruin...think european theatre...let's just say the same scene wasn't in jenny's high school play. that area we were in outside of the theatre was such a happening plaza, we will definitely have to go back sometime. and we realized on the way home that it is only like 2 minutes away instead of like 10--we were going a long way.

anyhow we came home to some lovely dinner guests--friends of the family who are also argentinian, and also moved to spain 5 yrs ago (like my host family). they were awesome. and what was even more awesome was the homemade pizza our host dad made. unbelievable. undoubtedly the best pizza i've ever had. AND i finally took photos of our host family, so you can see these delightful people after i've been describing them for so long. such a great meal with friends.