Then we ate at Burger King.
We went to the Prado, Ryan got bored, we left. So we went to Mercado de San Miguel and ate until the clanging of change ceased from Ryan's pockets. But!!!!! Let me talk about food real quick. Ok, I've eaten some good cheese in my time, I'm not about to exaggerate and ruin my street cheese cred, but HOLY crap did we eat the best mozzarella in the world. It was so fresh it was basically a cream. It rated like ice cream and was served in a heap on a simple piece of bread and drizzles with a peachy honey preserve and then your lady Jamon was placed on top.epic.
The last night of Spain we watched soccer, and I actually didn't wanna die. We cheered, they won and now were in Malta on a new chunk of land ready to be SHLOCKED.
Until next time
-M
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