The Madrid apartment

I lived in a fairy-tale apartment for approximately three and a half months in the center of Madrid. I fully realized the dream when it was almost too late. When my parents made a grand trip overseas out of the Brea bubble, we were invited by my host-mom Rosa to come over “for a little snack around 8pm”. Yet she gave us a full reception complete with wine that my mom couldn't stop talking about, and olives that my dad couldn't stop eating. It was great to be able to share my experience with two special people in my life and show them a corner of my life in Madrid. Here are some pictures of the fairy-tale apartment and one of my fairy godmother.