Baile, Baile!

Spain, the Miniseries, part 3

We went out only a few nights during the trip. Most nights we were either too tired or were in towns too small for a night scene. When we did go out, we had fun meeting some of the locals and hearing some of the music. The Spanish really seem to love to dance. When a good song came on, the whole bar would move with it. Like most European countries they play a wide variety of their own music and those of other places including songs from the US. We heard a lot of Shania Twain, Avril Lavigne and Mika’s Grace Kelly. We discovered a Spanish Pop song we loved (Siete Horas, by Bebe) and even tried to find out who sang it. That meant singing the few lines we knew to a couple of different bewildered music store clerks. We met an adorable drunk Spanish girl one night who went up to us in the taxi queue and said, “Chicas! Te ke te ke te ke te ke!” When I yelled back to her, “Baile, baile!” she started to dance, and then I started to dance. It was funny and fun.