One of the highlights of the trip was going to see authentic
Flamenco. The Flamenco bar was at the edges of a bad neighborhood,
and we had been warned to watch our valuables not just going
into the bar, but even once we were inside and the doors had
closed and the performance begun. In light of this I didn't
have the highest expectations, but the performance was excellent.
It's a bit hard to describe, but the combination of Spanish
song with Gypsy song, and the Flamenco guitar soon had me
feeling as if I was in a small village celebration.
I could say oh so much about this picture that would get me
in oh so much trouble.