bimbo chimba:
You think you know the real Spain, but you don’t. It’s not really a tourist versus local thing. It’s a class thing. Until you live in the barrio (the neighbourhood), you don’t got a clue about Spain. Say we hang out in Six Beach City and you tell me you want a quite reasonable, everyday thing: a beer. Within three square kilometres of my house, you are immediately going to encounter the real Spain. There’s a bar round the corner from me where the owner claims no woman has entered for fourteen years (it’s Moroccan and doesn’t sell beer anyway.) Then you discover that 90% of the bars are owned by Chinese families. And then there’s McDonald’s… where they sell beer (alien concept to the Anglo Saxon mind👽.) And should you find a so-called authentic Spanish bar, you’ll find a place where they give you a bit of food with…