during memorial day weekend, cindy came up to seattle and we got nachos and margaritas at one of my favourite bars in seattle! she went to all the places I would want my friends to, basically (elliott bay! molly moon’s! pie! paseo! miro tea!) so if you come up here we will do these things and it will be great. :) aka go look at her photos they’re the prettiest.
Last month, I went to Spain and Portugal (Madrid, Lisbon, Barcelona) with a few friends. This entry (the first of three) covers the Madrid leg of the trip. I went to the Real Madrid vs. Hercules game, saw my favorite painting in the world up close in person, and ate an obscene amount of food.
I’ve done 22.5, and the .5 is because technically I didn’t drive along the Amalfi coast, I walked along some of it and saw more by train. Eh. It would be super cool to hit all 100 someday. I think the main reason I travel is so I can be the douchebag who says, “Oh, this one time I was in [place] and they [cultural anecdote] and then I [awesome activity] and saw [epic location]!” True story.