Arriving in Madrid was one of the most unique experiences I have had entering another city by plane. Our plane from Chicago arrived in Madrid at 8 in the morning. It was still entirely dark out, and a good portion of the moon was in the sky. Instead of having blaring city lights, the lights in Madrid are a golden color, reminding me of fireflies and fairy dust. Granted, I was running on a severe lack of sleep, and these golden lights probably had more significance to me than they should have. Nevertheless, they were a great first impression of Europe. Looking forward to exploring this magical new land!Here is a bit of an overhead view of Madrid. Imagine it at night, in person, and more beautiful.