Looking from our room down into the hotel’s interior patio, we saw this party going on. What was it? There’s so much black being worn. Could it have been a funeral party? Or is everyone in Madrid just so chic, especially after Labor Day, that few colors (and certainly no white on any of the women) are to be seen. A pink shawl draped over a chair back here, a golden brown suit there, a gentleman’s khakis. Otherwise, nada.