Our apartment is on the top floor and on the interior of the building. The view to the outside world is limited. However, out our kitchen window we have this little slice of the sky. The sun shines in and the clouds roll by. Actually, rolling clouds is a clich'e. These clouds saunter, they amble, they are easing their way into siesta.
On our first day here the taxi driver told us that it had rained that morning. It has rained twice since then. I felt both of the drops on me. There were probably eleven drops in all of Madrid. A downpour. It would be impossible to explain Oregon weather to the Madrileños.
-Gregory
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