Reminiscing my travels with Anthony Bourdain ALL ABOUT SPAIN

As I sit here in a cold  little house, watching Anthony Bourdain eating and drinking delightful delectable bites of tapas in Spain and watching the bullfights. I am recalling my time spent in Spain eating and drinking my way around. The life of Spaniards is a really different life, as I look back a life to live with passion and love of food, Wine, Dance and Music.  Feeling is a big part of living, not just working and passing of people not be able to take time by stopping in a local bar and chatting with friends, and work mates, strangers eating free tapas and drinking mass amounts of wine, or absinthe,or great beers with lemonade ( Shantee). Dancing in a crazed state, or sleeping mid day in your siesta.
Yes as I review my memory, while watching him eating his way threw Spain, I realize if I could have been less closed up open to expand my reality. I am sure I could have enjoyed even further than I did originally.

Spain will always be a love for me, It was not easy as some of the people are hard, very stern some loving and welcoming, depending on the areas you are in. Of course the more humble types were in smaller towns, not in Madrid or in Barcelona, but in the small outskirts of these areas were you find the welcoming plazas were everyone gathers, sits half the day eating and drinking and then returning to there jobs.

The architecture, overwhelming to a designer who notices every stinking little details, to witness the geometric and grand arches, the  columns, fountains, sculptures. How the light was affected in the framing of the structures, the inlaid tiles in repetitious patterns and marbles. the rounded peaked ceilings. So beautiful and so amazing to ponder that  this was all done in times when technology did not even exist. Nature was the dictator to all that was built, forms that reflected fruits and  plants, and mathematics were the key to the structures as engineers developed the most complicated and intricate designs in history.

To visit Spain and not fall in love would be a crime, I fell in love with it but fought it as of course I went as I normally do on my adventures on a shoe string, very little money and no travel partner. But If this should ever happen to me again ,I would diffidently return to Spain after I am in Italy, and be sure to spend time listening to the Spanish Guitars, watch the Flamenco Dancers, eat my self sick with the sausages, and hams, drink loads of wine, and for sure eat CHUROS with Chocolate sauce!   I have met some lovely Spaniards, some of which I miss dearly, They are a type of DEEP and very Real people who live for the food, the companionship, the drink and the dance. THIS ONLY  LATELY I have learned is one of the true keys to life. What is life if you are not passionate? mundane, superficial and empty. PASSION cones from suffering, and most of them have done some sort of suffering, Making them a Passionate society. I CAN RELATE, MY SUFFERING has made me a PASSIONATE AS WELL.  SIMPLE is best!