Dance Sevillanas: Making memories in Andalucia.

This month is all about change. I just moved, not only to a new house, but back to the States, to a new city. I am leaving behind my beloved Andalucia, for the latin lights of Miami. Oh sure, you won't cry for me Andalusia, but I will certainly shed many tears for my Jerez, Puerto, Rota, Sanlucar, Sevilla... I have grown so accustomed to your ways, mi Andalucia, that I have forgotten that I ever had any other traditions. Flamenco, Ruffles, dirt, horses, fried fish, castanets, sherry, are all I know now. Boy I will miss you, but don't worry, I will be back like the tide in the coast of Cadiz. You have my heart Andalusia...hasta pronto. ❤️