(and how did you manage that, was it the time of year or something?)
Seeing Breughel’s The Triumph of Death at the Prado in Madrid. We went in for free one evening in the hour before closing and there it was, first gallery we looked in with nobody else there. I got about ten minutes with it on my absolute own and was able to look at all the little figures in great detail, nose practically to the paint. It was just marvellous.
I don’t know how it happened. The next door room had The Garden of Earthly Delights and was really busy. Must’ve been only Bosch fans in that night.