We didn’t do a lot today. Some preparation for trip home. Charlie did a self-guilded tour of Vigo’s architecture. I did some shopping and strolling around.
We’ll fly from Vigo to Madrid on Thursday and then from Madrid to Atlanta to Albuquerque on Friday. Delta made some changes that forces us to do an unexpected 24 hour layover in Madrid. We aren’t happy about that but at least it’s a long enough layover that we can spend a few hours in Madrid and sleep in a hotel overnight.
Here are a few photos to tell the story of today.
I snapped this photo yesterday morning when we were walking to the boat. I quite liked the look of this building. Then this morning Charlie showed me a brochure about a self-guided architecture tour he planned to take. I told him about this building I’d spotted on our hurried walk to the harbour and we checked and, sure enough, it was on the tour he took today. (Let me know if you want details.) Vigo has some beautiful buildings.This is a pedestrian street a block from our airbnb. Some nice buildings here, too, but not quite as striking as the one in the first photo. We stopped to listen to a street musician. We could hear her from our apartment and that drew us out. You might be able to spot her in white blouse with microphone standing against the building on the left. There have been several musicians at this corner. Many are basically singing karaoke. But they have good voices.This is our new favorite cafe in Vigo: Migas (which means crumbs). We’ve eaten here twice and wish we had more days to eat here again. (Would we be crazy to go back again tomorrow?) We got there just as they opened, so the restaurant was empty when I snapped this photo, but it soon filled up completely. Every table was reserved. When we called for our 1:30 reservation, they apologetically said we could only stay till 3:00. In Spain that’s considered a rushed lunch. We got there at 1:00 and were out by 2:00, despite lingering over coffee and dessert at the end. https://maps.app.goo.gl/vBuiAR4TjhNxANm76The menu was different both times. You’ll never drink alone at this bar. (Passed on the way to Migas.)The Museo de Arte Contemporáneo (MARCO) is nearby so we stopped in there today. There was an exhibit by a Madrid painter, Alfonso Galván, and an exhibit by a political organization of mothers whose children had been or were drug addicts. I didn’t totally understand what they had to do with the art displayed, but the above photos were striking. (I finally realized they are of the same young woman.) I know it is naive, but it hard for me to believe there are troubled kids here. We see so many parents of young children and they seem like model parents. All the kids and young people and adults young and old seem to be content and healthy. But we do see a lot of graffiti. I wonder what percentage of kids are involved in that. Might not take many to make a huge impact.
