I couldn’t go to Spain without seeing where the name of my favorite futbol (soccer for you Americans) team came from. I wore a tried and true outfit clean with muted metallics to visit
my future home Madrid’s royal palace.
This was another of those “no photo zones” that I was not amused by in Madrid. The palace has 3,418 rooms (whoa!), but we only saw about 30. It is absolutely beautiful and the rooms were to die for…like, I need that interior designer on speed dial for when I win a multi-million dollar lottery. There was gold, patterns, and art everywhere — I was about ready to move in! It’s crazy that nobody lives there now (it’s only used for state ceremonies).
Afterwards we wandered over to the Temple of Debod before calling it a day. Donated by Egypt, this temple was pulled apart in Egypt, transported, and reassembled in Madrid. Pretty generous of Egypt if you ask me.