Trade Union Demonstration in Madrid

In addition to visiting the Thyssen-Bornemisza Museum, I had a shopping trip planned for the evening to buy a backpack. So I headed down Alcala Street towards Spain's main department store, El Corte Ingles. Here I saw a column of demonstrators moving towards me. A fairly large procession, however, did not interfere too much with traffic, the police simply allowed both oncoming streams of cars on one side of the street. Cars at this time (eight o'clock in the evening) in the center of Madrid is not much, however, even during rush hours, I have never seen traffic jams. Surprisingly, when you consider that Spain ranks 4th in Europe in terms of the number of cars per capita, second only to the dwarfed Monaco and Luxembourg, as well as Italy. I must say that the Spaniards drive very carefully.

The column marched with great noise - with pipes and whistles, periodically chanting slogans. Several police officers on foot were quietly watching the demonstration, and I didn't see any cars near the demonstration. The demonstration stopped in front of the Ministry of Health building, and several people with buckets and rags began to clean the grilles of its portal. As I understand it, the protesters were protesting against the reduction of technical personnel of medical institutions. At the same time, the main crowd was standing on the roadway, passers-by were calmly walking along the sidewalk. Interestingly, I didn't notice any frowning faces, the action was fun, with a twinkle. On this occasion, you can cite a Spanish joke from the time of the economic crisis:

A person comes to the employment center after lunch:
- Why are you so late? All vacancies are sorted out in the morning.
- Overslept...
- You won't find a job that way
- I'm not here for myself, I'm here for my brother.
- Why didn't he come himself?
- And he's still asleep.

The demonstration was followed by cleaners, but they had nothing to do - the demonstrators left behind clean asphalt.

But I still bought a backpack. The biggest problem was to choose the right one, and after an hour of studying the range, I decided on the Boomerang Teera 45, for which I gave 65 euros.