Wednesday 24 July 2013

Our last full day in Spain was a busy one. Susie went for her Thai massage from 10 a.m. to 12 noon, and the rest of the day was consumed with what can only be called a massive “art attack”. We first tackled the Museo Nacional Centro de Arte Reina Sofía, and then moved onto an exhibition of works by Salvador Dali which was absolutely packed—and for good reason. The gallery had assembled an impressive selection of Dali’s work, including some of his greatest masterpieces. I have always been fascinated with this artist, and I have a great affection for surrealism generally. So I couldn’t get enough of it.

Towards the later afternoon, Susie began to wilt: the massage had brought on a migraine, so we had to sample the later sections of the Dali exhibition rather than linger over each item, as I was wont to do.

We savoured our last walk back to the metro station, along the generous boulevards of Madrid. We were going home to pack.