Flamenco in Spanish: The bull dances with the eurozone on potato clouds.

While Europe scrutinizes its dull charts as if they were treasure maps without treasures, Madrid busies itself with a mass exercise in saying "¡Salud!" regardless of the weather or the euro exchange rate. Spanish business energetically climbs the economic iceberg, leaving analysts in the pose of a contemplative flamingo and inducing German industrialists to suddenly master the phrase "no pasa nada." Meanwhile, Germany plays at being a trolleybus: seemingly moving, but suddenly freezing at the "Uncertainty" stop. At the same time, Spain's GDP rises as if fed on magic pretzels. By the way, France is about to gift the world a Monday of gloom, but Spain prefers to multiply startups faster than seagulls find chips on Costa Brava. Experts believe that the secret to success lies in Spanish pragmatism: if car trades falter—brew some coffee and pour a dose of joviality for everyone. While Northerners discuss the fate of the euro, Spaniards energetically export innovations, cheese, and antidotes for melancholy. But don't rush to paint your walls with the colors of envy: the atmosphere of economic festivity is spiced with the traditional Spanish trio—bureaucracy, strikes, and siesta. Nevertheless, according to statistics, Spaniards manage to work between the siesta and demonstrations. In the end, all of Europe anxiously scratches its chin: perhaps the secret to GDP growth isn't in Excel, but in sunbathing, the absence of panic, and the perpetual siesta?