Too Many Train Toots, Not Enough Mic: Comedy in English in Reus

Hey, I just popped on here to celebrate and remind you all that "where there is a will, there is a way" is not just some cheesy quote. It’s the real deal. So, here’s the scoop: I moved to Reus after spending several years growing the comedy scene in English in Madrid. And wouldn’t you know it, I had to start from zero here in Reus, which is not exactly the land of comedy in English. It’s been a long, torturous road—I’m keeping this blog real.

A lot of sheer mental strength has been exercised over the years. I’ve had to seriously put on my comedy superhero cape on many occasions to smash through some brick walls. But wouldn’t you know, I’m finally making a bit of headway here. Well, in artistic terms anyway.

First open mic produced in Spain with these lovelies

The Train Struggles Are Real

Here’s the pickle I’ve been in. To get regular mic time, I’ve had to go to Barcelona. If you live in Reus, you’ll know that going to Barcelona is a pain in the (starting-to-sag-a-bit) arse. And with the regional train cut off for six months, it’s even worse. Honestly, though, the service was already questionable before.

The train company is owned by the government. We’re not getting taxed on breathing yet, so there’s apparently not enough money in the budget for better service. Renfe, they call it, though I just call it Ren cause I’ve lost all Fe (that’s “faith” in Spanish—any good comedian explains their jokes, nothing to see here).

In summary: it’s an energy sucker. I spend five hours round trip commuting for five- or ten-minute sets. And that’s when the train is only half an hour late. The vibe on those trips? Low. Everyone has their heads buried in their phones.

Fun fact about me: I avoid using my phone in public as much as possible. I’m out here setting an example and changing the world... except nobody notices cause they’re hypnotized by their tiny screens.

Comedy in English in Reus Is Alive

Point is, I got tired of these long trips for scraps of stage time. This chica wants an hour! So, I brought back two events from my past life (when my arse didn’t sag quite so much) to kick my stage time into high gear: InterComedy and Tringlish Talks.

Both are your go-to stops to enjoy comedy in English in Reus or practice English while having a laugh. And the best part? They’re close to home—no train necessary! I can walk or drive there in under fifteen minutes.

Tickle me excited (a ten-top phrase you need in your life) because I’m doing more comedy than ever before around Reus and Tarragona. New faces show up every time, the inspiration is fully turned up, and the vibes are high.

That, my friends, is what happens when you keep moving forward. Not even trains can keep up with us then (and I’m not talking about the broken ones).