Money for mud?

So it just occurred to me that it is almost mid April; Do you know what that means? It means my time here in Madrid is nearing its end. Where in the world did the time go?! In the beginning, two years seemed like forever but forever will end in just a few short weeks. Upon my recent realization of time gone past I have begun to go through all of my photos-by the hundreds. The memories rushed right back, clear as day; all of this reminiscing has made me a little sad, but more so it has inspired me to really take advantage of the little time that I have left in this city that has become my home. I have been making it a point to seek out any hidden corners of the city that have remained unseen and also to revisit all of my favorite spots just a few more times.
One of those favorite spots is Retiro park on Sunday afternoons. There is nothing like it. I think all of Madrid’s creatures crawl out from under their rocks for the day just to make for top rate people watching; and some of the approaches that they use to entertain and gain a few extra euros are really... well, strange. Some people cover themselves in mud and sit real still, while others break out into break dancing in the most awkward of places. Once in a while though, you will come across some real talent, someone that makes you stop in your tracks and take a seat on the ground. I often wonder how some of these artists could still be performing with a guitar case in front of them collecting, well -not enough- change; I have seen ten piece jazz bands, quirky magicians and calming singer songwriters strumming away under the shade of a lonely tree. This past week end I photographed a Peruvian music group who’s pan pipes and spiritual vibes attracted a massive crowd of listeners. They commanded that patch of grass like it was a stadium of thousands. They cracked jokes and were full of energy but more importantly their music set a mood. I am sure their guitar case did not leave empty.
Retiro is one of those places that is just so incredibly "European," so relaxed and romantic. Aw...I am really going to miss those Sunday afternoons at the park, and all of its creatures too!