Not much to say today. It being Sunday, the town was a bit on the Victoriaesque side (i.e., deadish) for the first half of the day, with most businesses (even grocery stores and markets) closed for the day.
The class I'm taking this week is getting pretty good, with lots of cool little footworky things and nifty moves. I may steal some of them--if by some miracle I'm able to remember them. Fortunately, Carolyn heeded the advice of our Victoria teacher, Veronica, and rented out some studio space here so we can both over what we learn in our classes. I'm guessing that won't help with sore toes... but it might help with choreography retention!
The show tonight was a flamenco ballet rendition of La Celestina, conceived by a Japanese dancer whose name escapes me right now, and choreographed by Joaquin Grilo. I found it... interesting. More balletic than flamenco, though. The live music and song stole the show, as far as I'm concerned. Big production, great costumes and scenery, technically impeccable dancing... And yet, other than a huge ole for the musicians and singers, I've got nothing more to say about the show...
Probably a matter of personal taste, but I like my flamenco... well... flamenco.
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