“Closed for revolution. All of the activities will be moved to SOL.

Enjoy the inconvenience.”

(Patio Maravillas)

Now back to Madrid. There is always something going on in this capital city, but this month’s been hotter than most. I didn’t feel the heat until I arrived in the Puerta del Sol on what I thought was a normal day. Kara and I had chosen the emblematic oso and madroño tree statue as our meeting spot. We were shocked to find that thousands of other people had, too.

In what is now being called the Spanish Revolution, more protesters than I can count have camped in the middle of Madrid. Some of the many things they are protesting are political, especially in light of yesterday’s elections. However, they are planning to stay throughout the week. They have no apparent central gripe, which makes the situation difficult to understand. Nonetheless, general unrest is palpable; I saw people protesting everything from animal-eating to unemployment.

Last week the question on everyone’s lips was “Have you been to Sol?” Although the US embassy warned us all to stay away, curiosity found me there on Saturday as well as Sunday. The protests were peaceful each time. There had been quite a transformation during the week, as now every spare inch of the buildings in Sol is plastered with posters and letters and drawings.

There are tents and couches and water stands for those in it for the long haul. After talking to someone who held a sign this weekend, I learned that the protesters agreed on Sunday that they would hold down the fort for at least another week. This tent pitched under the sun may not be dismantled anytime soon.