And the dark handsome Spanish drummer guy is scary good. Well, the musicians are all good. And when the musicians are playing and the dancers are NOT dancing they sit directly behind me and join the music with their simple-looking yet incredibly complex handclaps and calling out ‘Olés’ whenever some lick surpasses even their own expectations. Every once in a while they almost get to their feet as they lean forward and can’t help but follow their own dancing feet back onto the stage. They all take a short break; we get more food – ice cream with chocolate sauce, I think – but who wants to eat now?