Daniel, Spanish type who lives and works in Cape Town four years ago, I explained that there are two types of Spanish living in South Africa: "Those who are over 60 years and came to early 70 from Brazil, effect a kind of call that there was word of mouth. Were immigrants who crossed the pond because there was no work and gigs turners, Mechanical… and are now junilados. And we have among 25 and 36 years, married or living in a South African / ao have good jobs ". A third category, who are English learners and lost themselves, who come here looking for new emotions rather than settle in the comfortable and british London.
Spain's little known here: F. C. Barcelona, selection and Real Madrid (the first is very fashionable). ¿Después? Some small concepts. For example, He explained in a collaboration that I started with football magazine Mediapunta, in the middle of the street's most famous cocktail Cape Town, Long Street, There is a tapas bar, Fork, which accounts for a large sheet that the tradition of this dish (tapas) comes from the times of King Alfonso X, Wise. Then, enter, ask four covers which are tremendous, haute cuisine, him and look to the owner, is excited at the idea of having an understanding Spanish cuisine, need to face some 638 how are you over just for starters. "People here do not get the caps are small", I said looking for my complicity and without realizing that while I started to eat the table. I have also seen in a restaurant that offers paella, sangria and gazpacho (cooked anything about mountains and Basque Hake).
Then, You can encounter all kinds of Spanish wines: Vega Sicilia from 200 euros at the exchange (I just discovered it and I just forget), Don Simon, a 2,8 EUR (I had forgotten before coming). With movies it's the same: in my club you can rent video from "All About My Mother" to "The Ages of Lulu" that, I explain in playmaker, is the most erotic of all local followed by Driving Miss Daisy ". Very chaste.
You can always do like some guys who travel on the same plane to India and take six tons of sausage and cured ham crafted camouflaged
Therefore, this is not a good place for those nostalgic for their homeland. You can always do like some guys who travel on the same plane to India and take six tons of sausage and cured ham crafted camouflaged (were to be fifteen days).
About Spanish, I have met here a few. Yesterday I had the first Spanish party. I was with Daniel, Alvaro and Ana and ended up in a place called Buenavista, where the only sounds sauce unbridled ass and hips straight out of dance school. Colony is likely to meet again for one of the World Cup games. They are trying to mount some sort of association with blows of barbecue and paella. France has a specific local, paid by the Government, where there are cultural events which have bought tickets to offer its citizens. We, a lot of chops to put on coal and some regional songs.
Finally, I forgot, flamenco. Last Saturday, a charming taxi driver told me: "I love flamenco. You sing from the heart ". Facebook!!! I told him it was true, I was excited, supporting every word of his statement with gestures such as "you really know". Then, when I got off the car, with new gestures of complicity between them that can only be understood by the proximity to produce art, thought: flamenco as I have is a "Sailboat Called Freedom" by José Luis Perales.
PD. For workers of the emotions
About, for those who intend to come here to earn a wage and forget and chickpea stew. Daniel explained to me the conditions for obtaining a residence permit: you have to have a firm offer of contract; demonstrate that your job can not cover any South African; the company have put an ad offering employment and, to be, come fresh from the beaches of Tarifa complexion has passed 60 days under the summer sun. "I have four years to get it, with all papers, and I do not give ". Why? "The other day I was given the key: 're not black ".
