Today we went back to Spain again. We went for a look around the town and then went to watch some Spanish dancers called Flamenco dancers. There were two girls and three boys. One boy played the guitar, one boy sang and one boy did a VERY loud dance. He stamped his feet and clapped to the music. One of the girls asked me to dance with her and I did. My sister was too frightened but I didn't mind. It felt very exhilarating dancing with her. When the dancing finished we went back on the bus to go back to the ship. I bought a Spanish fan with my pocket money to remind me of Spain.