Madrid is a cosmopolitan capital, a seat of empire, replete with boulevards, fountains, museums, palaces – and of course more cathedrals and churches per square mile than the British have pubs.
It is also a city of narrow, crooked streets, bars, restaurants, whole stores dedicated to jamon, turron and other delicacies and treats, a city of street performers, street markets and the vitality and quirkiness of everyday life.
Here are a few photographs, from the Sunday market of El Rastro to the streets of old Madrid.
I am back as of last night from a week in Madrid, full of a thick, gooey cold (I know, you don’t need to know that) but otherwise none the worse for wear. Work went well, and I absolutely fell in love with the city. They know how to live, those Madrilenos, that much is evident, and when I have time, which won’t be for a while as my in-tray is pretty full at the moment, I may have to say more about it.
For the moment, however, these images will have to speak for me.