the company's dancers. An hour of bright swirling ruffles, passionate gestures, flying guitar fingers, and stomping rhythms that seem to settle right into your hear. The dancers and guitar and cajón players were dazzling, even the beginners! And through it all, the sweet sounds of Spanish sweeping me back to afternoons in the park, subway rides, Sundays walking through art museums for free, Borbon and Moorish and modern architecture all mixed together... and that intangible, indescribable "Spain" feeling. Right in the middle of Sunday afternoon at home, between lunch on the couch and NFL football. Amazing! Plus, it was my husband's first time experiencing the beautiful combination of sights and sounds that is flamenco, so it was exciting to share this little piece of Hispanic culture with him!
It left me uplifted and wondering... what other amazing things happen right here all the time that I don't know about? What cultures and art forms and activities do I miss because I don't know to look for them? What could we be missing while we sit and watch tv on a lazy afternoon?