Jerez: How I ended up in the middle of a Peña Flamenco scene

Jerez: How I ended up in the middle of a Peña Flamenco scene

To be honest, I’d given up on Jerez, having only arrived that afternoon. Perhaps it was a mid-trip slump, or perhaps it was the heat, I don’t know. Whatever the reason, I was underwhelmed by it, and was missing the sea breeze and the buzz of Cádiz, a place that had made me smile all day long. So how did I end up in a small Peña, surrounded by raw, vibrant, drunken, real-people flamenco (Don’t miss videos below) in Jerez?

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