Flamenco

LEARNING ABOUT FLAMENCO

For a while now, Lili has been pining for shoes with heels. Like high heels. Like real adult looking heels that go tap-tap-tap adult-sounding-clip-clop on the floor when you walk. And what do you know, I wanted the very same thing when I was eight.

Generally, these types of shoes are far and few between on the paths we travel. But in Spain, we were tripped. There they were, in a little shoe store in Olvera, staring at us from the shelf. Awesome, perfect little shoes. And not only one colour - they came in black, white and red. We had to get them.

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What Lili did not know was that these were Flamenco shoes. 

What's Flamenco she said? 

The best way to answer that is of course to get in the car, drive to Seville for a couple of days and start the visit with a knock out tour and performance at the Museo del Baile Flamenco. And while you are at it, go early and get a front row seat.

 

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