Te Amo Spain.

On my Euro adventures in 2010, I spent close to three weeks in the magnificent Spain. Here, I instantly began to fall in LOVE with the people, culture, lifestyle, food, language and last but not least their dance, in particular, Flamenco dancing.

I became more and more immersed in what this country had to offer as I gallivanted through Barcelona, Madrid, Valencia and San Sebastian with my four compadres.

One night in Valencia, we were recommended by our tour guide to attend a Flamenco club near the city. We reached this small dive and entered, inside it was dark and moody... But tastefully set out. We grabbed a cerveza and rushed to get a seat to watch the show. Little did I know that for the full hour I would be totally mesmerized and transfixed by the wonderful stage of Flamenco dancers with their racy costumes and sexy allure.

Hailed from Southern Spain, Flamenco origins exist in three forms: Cante, the song, Baile, the dance, and Guitarra, the guitar playing.

The main female dancer was a Salma Hayek look-alike and most aesthetically stunning to look at. The main male lead (looks to be pushing 15?!) was incredibly talented, and danced what looked like well beyond his years. The singing was predominantly done by the three older men hugging the backdrop. Their voices were touching, and along with the intricate movements of the dancers; left the viewer with tingles down their spines. The passion that oozed from them was amazing.. Needless to say I walked out of there wanting to be a gypsy Spanish gal.. Flamenco'ing my way back home to the backpackers. Choice.