I left Phil to a quiet evening and set off with an intrepid group in a minibus to experience the delights of Flamenco. We turned up at a cave on the hill opposite the Alhambra:

There were about sixty people in the audience, including a group of school girls from England who were clearly having a great time. 

Who knew how much noise one voice, one guitar and several people clapping could make? There were six female dancers and one man. The costumes were gorgeous, the footwork amazing, and the whole evening was enhanced by a glass of sangria. 

This was definitely a highlight of the tour for me. And to cap it all, the Alhambra was floodlit as we drove back at about 11:30.