Open mic night

3 Jan

It was a surreal kind of evening. After a great dinner, one of our friends suggested we go to a flamenco show. Now, in my mind, a flamenco show is something you go to with the hopes of seeing people in costume dancing. Not here. Not this night. As best I can describe it was “open mic night at a flamenco club.” Musicians on stage for anyone wanting to sing or dance. Now, there were some very good ones. I would say a few even looked professional. Then, let’s just say, if I had wanted to do flamenco, I would have been just as good. That said, it was fun. No one judged anyone’s talent. Everyone had a shot. We are rounding the bend to our last days here. All that stuff we had planned to do and have not, is being crammed into today. Flamenco lessons are not on my list. Ole! Okay?

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