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Flamenco Tonight

There is a little cafe around here where we can watch flamenco. Did I say watch, I meant experience. The sweat flies and the music thuds and the feet of the dancers kick up dust in the air.
It is only a 15 minute walk from our place and we go over sometimes in the evenings. No car, no driving, just a warm scarf and an amble and we are there.
The price? A simple meal like a hamburger and beer or a bit of quiche.
After the dancers are done they pass the hat and you put it what you have.
Now these are not amateur dancers, they are very experienced and very fiery. There is one lovely young woman who resembles a softer rounder Catherine Zeta Jones. There is one older woman who looks like she would kill you as much as look at you. Her eyes are fires slashing out at the tables. There is a superb guitar player and a flamenco singer. The dancers alternate, but they perform for a few hours three evenings a week.

This is what the city is about - opportunity, culture and experience. All of these cafes, bistros, restaurants have something to offer besides food. A few bucks, a few beers and an experience extraordinary, but commonplace in this urban landscape.

posted by Deb @ 7:30 PM