Madrid

Two weeks ago I went on a short business trip to Madrid – and the really nice thing about it was that I had one day on my own, free to roam the city and do whatever I wanted to do – a rare thing to happen on those kind of trips. So I opted for walking the streets of Madrid and shoot, and go and see Picasso’s Guernica.

So this was the view out of my hotel room in the morning. I just loved the light in Spain…

Next thing I got to see was this guy at McDonald’s, he slept like this while I was having breakfast. Didn’t look to comfortable to me.

Walking down Calle Gran Via.

Market stalls about to open.

First frame of a new roll, messed it up but still like it.

Walking towards Atocha Station.

Fancy bike, fancy parking.

Serious discussion.

More people on their way to Atocha.

Not just cold water – very cold water!

Shame I cut off his feet…

At Atocha Station. He didn’t seem to be too happy about me taking his picture… Didn’t say anything though…

Strange leftovers from nightly events…

This was at Museo Reina Sofía – I had planned to be there quite early to avoid the masses, but when I arrived it was already quite crowded and when I got upstairs it already looked like this outside the building:

Wasn’t too bad in the museum after all, and watching Guernica was quite an experience. If you ever have the possibility to see it for real, please go, it’s a really strong picture (words fail me on this, so go and see for yourself).

Continued my walk after the museum and found this guy (for all Austrians – doesn’t he look a bit like Hannes Kartnig?).

Kind of had to take this…

Parque del Retiro.

Where did I put it, damnit?!

Some reading.

Again, morning view from my hotel window, followed by a long day of work. Then back to the airport.

Madrid-Barajas Airport.

Is there such a thing as planespotting (I know there’s trainspotting, but…)?

Fast asleep next to me…

Couldn’t find an affordable direct flight back to Vienna, so I had to transfer through Palma de Mallorca, which annoyed me a bit, as I expected it to be a crappy little airport flooded with drunk German and British tourists, which luckily it wasn’t as it turned out. The airport is quite okay actually, and there were Germans, but not as many as I expected and quite civilised behaved. Still the mere thought of Palma made me switch into a cliché mode somehow as it seemed after taking a few pictures… So here’s my collection of Palma de Mallorca clichés:

German tourist wearing a Bayern München jersey.

Turn your kids into a Flamenco dancer with this authentic Flamenco fancy dress (most probably made in China):

Warsteiner beer, Sangria buckets and more German tourists.

Guy waiting outside while the wife/girlfriend shops for clothes – how cliché’s that!

Asian guy squatting – probably not cliché but quite typical. Most of us Europeans above the age of 10 or 11 wouldn’t be able to do this, surely not for a longer time and surely it wouldn’t feel very relaxed.

Last view of Palma de Mallorca Airport (well, not really the last, but the last one I took a halfway decent picture of).

A few last snaps back in Vienna.

Don’t know if this one really works, the reflection is probably too strong…

Hard to translate (something along the lines of “make sense of my hanging”)…

Little Italy. Kind of.

Films: Agfa APX 100 & Kodak TriX 400 in Xtol 1+1.

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