Instead of crossing the street to go south, today we jog north to the Plaza de Espana a block away, and then up Gran Via. On the way back, we stop at Starbucks. The Coffee of the Week is from Antigua ... Guatemala, not the island.
Today it's back to the Prado. Goya is most prominent, but there is much of El Greco's work, including a representation of the Trinity with God the Father in a mitre. Perhaps it was commissioned by a bishop.
We return to our target restaurant as it opens for lunch. Since the only word for an entree we have in common with the waiter is paella, we order that. He first brings an appetizer, tripe in tomato sauce. Very good until your wife mentions that it's tripe. In Spain, shrimp, as on paella, are served whole; whole as in heads and all.
On the way back to the hotel, we walk through the Plaza Mayor, known for everything from flea markets to executions.
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