Well that was the tag line on the posters at least. Horses are definitely a big thing around here but I'm not sure about the dances, the Sevillanas. One of the dancers in the group, the blue and red dress, is the woman that both Maggie and I do an intercambio with - she gets the opportunity to speak a bit of English and we are supposed to do the same in Spanish.
One of the local riding schools was holding a little festival and they invited the city's dance groups to take part, hence the snap.
They were dead unlucky with the weather; we've had days and days of sun and heat but this afternoon it suddenly clouded over and started to spit. Those dancers must have been a bit cold and I had no excuse to drink a thirst quenching beer.