So long, farewell...

Our last night was lovely. And turned into morning. We dropped by El Corte Ingles to pick up Serrano ham for dinner, booked a 9:00 pm reservation at a famous local flamenco spot, nibbled chocolate con churros at an unexpected music festival just around the corner from the flamenco tableau, and meandered the beautiful streets of Madrid by moonlight.

Hasta luego...

The flamenco performance was unbelievable. It was only our second flamenco outing, but there were four female dancers as well as a male performer. This fellow was unreal - though more conservative than the ladies, so sharp and precise. In his 10-15 minute performance he literally saturated his white buttoned shirt with sweat. The more flamenco we see, the more we understand Spain. Sometimes, reading up on something will only get you so far, and experience becomes the true teacher.

We've learned so much. Apart and together. About ourselves, each other, and the world. So, a toast, to future travels, many adventures, and to coming back home!