El Escorial was one of my favorite cities that we visited last week. Despite the rain and chill the trip to the small city was a refreshing getaway from the big city. I loved touring the Monastery and seeing King Philips quarters and reading up on the vast history of the place. Madison, Andrew, and I enjoyed a leisurely lunch at a very quaint family run restaurant. Unfortunately we were unable to go into the cathedral so we had to satisfy ourselves by staring in through the gate. Little did we know we would witness a wedding! We kept watching as people poured in dressed in their couture gowns. Then the bride shows up all while we're standing there eyeballing the sanctuary and sneaking pictures. We decided that the couple must be "somebodies" to have their wedding in such a famous cathedral. Later we all split up to explore the town and decided to meet back at the train station.Kelly and I branched off from the group and headed uphill to get better views of the city. Unfortunately we thought the town was laid out simply enough and we could catch the road back to the train station from where we were. Unluckily this was not the case. We walked for what felt like hours trying to find the bus station. We asked for directions 3 times, once from a very excited young lady waiting on the bus, once in a grocery store, and once in a gas station. We kept walking, trudging up hills, down hills, and around hills in the rain. Finally we found it and hopped the first train back to Madrid. The moral of the story: we survived and now have an even deeper appreciation for El Escorial.
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walk of shame shirt.
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