I've gone to flamenco in Madrid, Córdoba, and Sevilla. I've seen about ten flamenco shows since last May in those cities, and tonight I finally had the experience that I have been craving. First I went to a show at a place called Casa de la Memoria which is connected to the Sephardic Jew museum I went to in Córdoba. It was tiny and intimate and in ( Read more... )

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i have to write before i go to sleep because then i'm going to be up and going to madrid and once i get into madrid, everything i want to say tonight will be gone. tonight, a lot of things finally fell into place for me. i understand why people travel. i understand what it means to really fall in love with a city. i understand how it's a longing ( Read more... )

i could live in sevilla. and i would love to live in triana specifically. it's such an amazing little neighborhood. it's so quiet and unassuming and tiny. the food is delicious and inexpensive (unless you eat along the river) and the people are really nice. it's just a lot of families and no one harasses you or is loud. all of sevilla seems to be ( Read more... )

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