tranquila, corazón mío.

Oh, be still my heart. Last night I went to the David Bisbal concert in the Plaza de Toros de Las Ventas in Madrid. And I convinced seventeen other people to go with me. =) Fue increíble! What with his hip shimmying and karate kicks and smooth Spanish voice, he can put on quite a show. No wonder he’s a latin pop heartthrob. Check out some pictures:



He’s looking right at me!

We were pretty close! Well, we should have been—we waited in line for a considerable amount of time, but it was well worth it. I had been waiting for this concert for two months. The only thing that was disappointing was the fact that everyone around me was singing so loudly that it was difficult to hear DB himself. Listen Madrileños—I know you know the all the words; I do too. But I didn’t come all the way across the Atlantic ocean to hear you sing, ¿me entiendes? Let the man do his job! That said, I still had a great time. And the Plaza de Toros where the concert took place is quite the impressive venue for a concert—I’m hoping to go back for a bullfight, too.

This is before the concert, with the Plaza de toros de Las Ventas behind me.

On a completely different note, you know how you hear about how the trends in Europe vary significantly from those in the United States? Well, you would never guess what’s popular in Spain right now. The Mullet. Oh yes. It’s migrated from monster truck rallies and county fairs all over the U.S. all the way to Spain, but a revised version of course: instead of the front being short and the back being long, the sides are short and the rest is longer—almost like a Mohawk-Mullet mix. Rat-tail is optional. This is the crazy thing: it almost looks good. Really. It’s surprising how well some guys can pull it off. In fact, it’s beginning to grow on me. Well, not literally. I wonder if in a few months this new trend will hit America? Don’t say I didn’t warn you.