Because we had to, we stayed out all night dancing last night in Alicante. Seriously people, if you get to Espana, block out three days for this place.
I didn't get this whole siesta thing until I got here. Playa (beach) en la manana (morning), nap in the afternoon, get dressed for dinner around eight and party all night long. I have to admit, as counter as this whole thing is to productivity, it is nice to take a nap in the afternoon when it is boiling hot out.
But wow. At midnight the streets are packed with people eating dinner at outside restaurants. At two a.m. everyone goes to the clubs. At 4:15 a.m. I had to convince someone to go home. Yes, Pat is convinced he should live in Spain.
Dancing here isn't exactly what Pat envisioned. Most dancing is based off the salsa. We Americans, in general, are too serious and tight to do that well. After afew lessons from folks in the bar, I am happy to report Pat got a thumbs up from everyone we met. He could hold his own.
Music plays a big part in any culture. It is fun to be in a place where we can experience that through a totally different perspective.
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