Barrio Hopping in Madrid: Take 3 [Las Musas]
Friend of the Guiri Guide, Kathleen Hershner, has lived in Madrid now for nearly 8 years and has experienced living in many barrios. She shares with us attributes of each, with her own personal flare. This segment will have multiple installations in order to provide you with the greatest of detail as you work to select your ideal home.
I tallied up the places I’ve lived (while bored, on a flight back from Menorca), and was surprised to find that I’ve averaged one move per year during my extended ‘visit’. Some have been short-lived and some long enough to feel like a real home. In order:
- Tetuan – 4 months
- Ibiza/Estrella area – 1.5 years
- Las Musas – 8 months
- Principe Pio – 3 months
- Chueca – 2 years
- Opera, 1st flat – 1 year
- Plaza Mayor – 3 months
- Opera, 2nd flat – 1 year
LAS MUSAS
Las Musas. Nothing particularly amusing or muse-like/inspirational in this barrio, but it was efficient enough and the air currents flow more freely than they do in the center. At the time Iived there, it was the terminus of Line 7 in the east of Madrid, but has since expanded several stops farther east as a result of Madrid’s try for the 2016 Olympic Games. I replied to a classified ad in the InMadrid newspaper (great source for guiris looking for flats) and moved in with a pleasant young English woman who worked for a large U.K. publishing company. Ruth had recently purchased a tiny, but cozy and totally reformed (American English: renovated) flat that had a HUGE triangle-shaped terrace. My bedroom was tiny but I had my own bathroom (KEY!) and I got along well with my roommate.
The two best attributes this situation offered was a Mercadona supermarket on the ground floor – (super convenient but the built-in hazard of feeding any craving you may have during opening hours is a bit of a risk) and the O’Donnell bike path which was a 5 minute’s walk away. This planned ring-around-Madrid was also nearing completion and I think Las Musas was its farthest outpost at the time. It was such a novelty to be able to run outside my office/bedroom for a quick burst of energy and relief from sitting in front of my computer editing books for my company. I could also ride my bike to the radio station in Barrio de la Concepción which was handy. It was the closest thing I’ve had yet to living in the suburbs here in Madrid. I didn’t find riding in the streets here much different than in Honolulu, except that the taxi drivers were aggressive and sometimes obnoxious towards cyclists, something that doesn’t happen in California where lawsuits aren’t covered by a Socialist healthcare system!
On an impulse, I bought my Westie puppy Scout from a pet shop on Calle Atocha and needed to move immediately because not everyone (including Ruth) thinks that puppy-rearing is ‘la ostia’. So it was time to move again…