Stephanie Says

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I took this last month during La Noche en Blanco (or the White Night?). If I remember correctly, all the museums were free after 6 pm. I didn’t get in because of the long lines. I pretty much walked all of Madrid that night. I had just arrived so it was an awesome introduction to the city. Everyone was out that night and traffic was diverted off the main streets. I saw a naked man and a marching band. Both made me laugh. I loved the red letters of this cafe, which by the way, holds an International Night on Wednesday where foreigners can show up to converse and practice a foreign language. I need to brush up on my French so as soon as I lose the scary cough, I’m going to find this place again.I took this last month during La Noche en Blanco (or the White Night?). If I remember correctly, all the museums were free after 6 pm. I didn’t get in because of the long lines. I pretty much walked all of Madrid that night. I had just arrived so it was an awesome introduction to the city. Everyone was out that night and traffic was diverted off the main streets. I saw a naked man and a marching band. Both made me laugh. I loved the red letters of this cafe, which by the way, holds an International Night on Wednesday where foreigners can show up to converse and practice a foreign language. I need to brush up on my French so as soon as I lose the scary cough, I’m going to find this place again.

I took this last month during La Noche en Blanco (or the White Night?). If I remember correctly, all the museums were free after 6 pm. I didn’t get in because of the long lines.

I pretty much walked all of Madrid that night. I had just arrived so it was an awesome introduction to the city. Everyone was out that night and traffic was diverted off the main streets. I saw a naked man and a marching band. Both made me laugh.

I loved the red letters of this cafe, which by the way, holds an International Night on Wednesday where foreigners can show up to converse and practice a foreign language. I need to brush up on my French so as soon as I lose the scary cough, I’m going to find this place again.

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