We went here today, which was lovely. The Parque de El Capricho has: pleasantly shaded stone benches;
slimy green pools;
sphinxes in a state of disrepair;
a temporarily closed labyrinth;
gravel that gets between the toes;
brick-bottomed pools that remind me of Stalker;
a tiny fortress for artillery practice;
benches where people make slightly witchy offerings;
trees propped up with canes;
houses covered with canes;
decorative islands;
a wild boar by a reflective pool;
shady avenues;
flowerbeds;
a glyptotheque;
bark;
busts;
pretend Egyptian relics;
a rustic house which makes people happy, and
an imposing entrance.
The park is near Alameda de Osuna, which either has a sense of humour or none at all.
You get to it by the metro, and as you can see, it is under-used.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Parque de El Capricho
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