Dubrovnik, Croatia

Rented a scooter.

Bari, Italy

We flew into Bari and took a ferry to Croatia. We had pizza for three straight meals.

Valencia - the birthplace of paella

Vintage Shopping in Malasana

After visiting the Rastro on Sunday (see earlier post), I decided to explore more of Madrid's vintage clothing scene.  I did some light research on the inter-webs and noted that Malasana was the district to check out for vintage shopping.

On the walk to the Malasana, I passed through Gran Via where hundreds of protestors had gathered for a march to speak out against austerity measures/budget cuts.   I assume this because their signs had an image of a pair of scissors with an X through it.

Calle de Velarde is the main street for vintage shopping in the Malasana.  There are four or five shops on this block.  

A vintage store on Calle de Velarde aptly named Williamsburg with an image of the Williamsburg Bridge in the logo. They were playing Nina Simone, and I bought a silk scarf there for 4 euro.

This Dooney and Bourke handbag was priced at 30 euro but easily could have been sold at a flea market in NYC for the equivalent of 100 euro.

The interior of Magpie Vintage where I bought a red turban for 5 euro. They had an impressive collection of jean cutoffs...

Madrid's Famed Flea Market

Today we headed to the La Latina district for the Rastro, Madrid's Sunday Flea Market. On the outset, it seems like any generic street fair with t shirts and cheap handbags, but when you move past the tourist area into the real flea market, you find a plaza with 30 or so booths with piles of discarded, used clothing. The venders are all yelling out to draw shoppers to their mounds of mostly heinous clothing. Pretty much every item goes for a euro. It is mostly locals pouring through the piles of over washed Zara discards, stained dress shirts, and polyester high rise trousers. You could even purchase a used Flemenco dress.

I loved it. I scored a black poly-nylon blend sleeveless with black lace over the front and an over sized black with Victorian floral pattern dress shirt (the brand was "Grandma".) I paid a euro for each.

Roman Holiday

On Sunday, we woke up to head to the airport to catch the flight back to Madrid. I look at the email ticket and see that we have a six hour layover in Rome. We run around the airport figuring out the best transportation options to get us to the city center and where to stow our luggage while we explore Rome.

Within the three hours that we are in the city center, we managed to see the Circus Maximus, the Coliseum, the Pantheon (We saw the Parthenon the previous day in Athens.), the Trevi Fountains, the Monumento Nazionale a Vittorio Emanuele II (the big white building with columns), the Rome Terminal, and countless other wanderings through photographic streets. We didn’t make it to the Vatican though… It was a bit farther over, and I don’t want to get involved in a Da Vinci Code-style scandal.

At the beginning of the day, I had no idea that I would be running around exploring Rome and then ending the night in Madrid.

Just a random street we wandered down

Tom at the Trevi Fountains.  The last time we were both in Rome was the summer of 2006 during the World Cup.  We might have been in Rome at the same time before we knew each other.

The Pantheon.  The girl in the white shirt and dark shorts to the left is about to do some really cheesy poses on the big balls on the ground.  We cringed as she did some weird tourist poses. 

Big Fat Greek Wedding

My manpanion’s college friend was married this past weekend in Kifissia, just outside of Athens. We arrived at 1:00 a.m. on a Thursday night, and after learning the taxis were 70 Euro, we determined to only take public transportation. The subways shut down after midnight, but a kind man at the information desk explained the bus system to us. For just 1 Euro each, we were able to take the public bus. Huge savings.

In the morning, we did some Athens exploration – visited the markets and the Parthenon area. Note I said “Parthenon area” and not the actual Parthenon. Alas, in the blazing heat, we opted to explore fruit stands over timeless cultural relics. That afternoon, we headed to Kifissia and lounged by the pool with friends for a few hours.

Tom leading the way into the meat and fish market in Athens.  After a few seconds of the strong stench, we left and headed to the fruit and vegetable market.  

Definitely the coolest stop in the Athens market

The invite said the pre-wedding night party would start at 8:00 p.m. We were rushing around to get there by 9:00 p.m. Alas, only our group of Americans arrived that early. We sat around drinking water while the staff set up for the party. People started arriving around 10:30 p.m. I headed out around 2:00 a.m., but the others were out until 6:00 a.m.

The day of the wedding, we lounged by the pool and did some leisurely walks into town. Around 7:00, we boarded the bus for the bride’s family’s vacation house, the location of the wedding. There just happened to be a small chapel a 6 minute walk from her family’s house. It was a great location for a ceremony with the mountains in the background. Maybe 150 people were there for the outdoor Greek Orthodox ceremony. Afterwards, we walked to the dinner and reception. There were far more people at the dinner and reception than at the ceremony. The tables were set up as far as you could see and the dance floor was packed. Maybe 300-400 people in attendance. As if the large dinner with two types of fish, pork, and beef was not enough, they brought out another meal around 3:00 a.m., which was amazing. Pasta and chicken wraps for late night drinking food. We left around 5:00 a.m., and there were still about 100 people dancing. We left around 5:00 a.m., and there were still about 100 people dancing.

Adam and Nadia walking around the table three times as we all throw rice at them.   I first learned of the Greek Orthodox table walking tradition through an episode of Full House... The one where Uncle Jesse's childhood friend comes to town and it turns out they were once married, so Rebecca has them get divorced.  (Season 4, Episode 1)

The view from the dance floor.  Hundreds of place settings extend as far as the eye can see, and there are still another 20-30 tables behind the dance floor.