Flamenco Florence ...... maybe?

Love it! The. colours, the old buildings.... the lack of people although there are still quite a few but not the huge thousands in Madrid.
Besides roaming streets, getting lost, drinking wine and eating tapas, I sat in gardens, roamed along the river.... and I did spend a dollar or three.....
I was exposed to the sheer luxury of silk Spanish shawls..... long fringes and beautiful colors..... so I ask you, what was I to do? Could I reject the delights on offer, walk away.... look aside? Nope, I could not. I gave into my sense of hedonism and am now the very proud owner of a beautiful red shawl..... all the better to practice a bit of flamenco with.
Speaking of flamenco ..... because I have not done enough yet...... I just happened to discover the Museum of flamenco  and spent several hours drifting ...... floating into another world of history, story and and e position of the cultural evolution of flamenco.... I am in awe.

And I am afraid that is it for tonight as it is time to eat
Spanish people do not dine at children’s hour and this late stuff means I can now stay up very late..... after nine!,,,,,,,