Kimberly and I swerved, maneuvered, and diverged from our friends to the other side of the large sit-down bar. We were the only ones able to find a seat at this point al well. About 20 minutes into this fascinating performance of Spanish guitar, clapping hands as the drumming beat, and the Spanish woman sevillana dancing on the small platform of a stage, the man sitting in the middle of the three performers stood up and started, "Senor!" Then translated he basically said that this is his passion and when everyone is talking it is disrespectful and to shut up or leave. (I found out later) This other man walked by a few of our guys and said stupido Americanos... sooooooooo... we left shortly after!
ps. I'll post pics as soon as my luggage with my cord comes in. Yes, I am on day 5 of wearing this outfit. I can't wait until Lunes, Monday, to go shopping for clothes! andddd I have a video of the flamenco dancer, guitarist, and clapper that I'll post later. GET EXCITED!