There are three things in the town of Villarrobledo in Albacete that are engraved on its DNA. One is that which makes it manchego: cheese. Its speciality is with rosemary and this is a genuinely local recipe. Another is what makes it insigne, the wine which since the 13th century has been cultivated in this region of 30,000 ha of vines and 48 million trees. One of the largest vineyards in the world. The third is what makes it genuine: for two decades it has hosted the largest festival of rock, hip-hop and mixing in the country, one of the largest festivals in Europe. Its name: Viña Rock. The 27,000 inhabitants of Villarrobledo were almost surprised by the arrival of the

  If you are a fanatic of documentary cinema, you are already late in getting a ticket to Madrid and taking the Underground to Plaza de Legazpi. This is the place of the El Matadero Cultural Centre, a large complex devoted to contemporary culture that has fixed its sights on documentary cinema and has done so by devoting the fridge and the boilers of this vast Neo-Mudéjar complex, long home to livestock, to this genre of cinema.   In the fridge and the boilers, we no longer find meat, but rather large quantities of celluloid. The ‘Cineteca’, opened in 2011 as a further element of this centre of creation, has become the only place in Spain devoted e

  In this case, the pirate flag points to the treasure, and not to the ship. The maps locate its position between the western Mediterranean sky and the arid desert in the southeast of Spain. Here is El Bar de Jo, a picturesque premises (to describe it in some way) for drinks, which gathers motorcyclists, rock 'n' roll fanatics with tattoos, allergic summer-goers and the crowds and lovers of legendary dawns.   It all started about 20 years ago when Jo, a French motorcyclist, decided to set up in Los Escullos, a setting between the sea and the Cabo de Gata hills on the eastern coast of Almería. Here he built a small beach huts between ficus trees,