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Masters of the Dance
IX. The Fire Dancers[ Back to Chapter 8 | Table of Contents | On to Chapter 10 ]
At 7:30, I met her at La Mamma, had some good pizza, and then arranged to meet at Briosca later (she had to make a call). Back to the Posada to veg with the Swedish guys, hear their tales of local conquest, and have a few beers.
At 11:00, I met Kathy at Briosca. We proceeded to drink, of course, but it was a quiet night. Supposedly, it was some sort of draft night, where people could be taken into the military. Or so I was told. There ended up being mostly foreign students and tourists. Kathy and I found a good vantage point up on a table and people watched. We arranged to meet the next day for a hike (weather permitting).
Back in Merida, I had to pick up my laundry and send flowers to Amy, so I took my leave and did my chores. But after supper, I felt poor, like a cold coming on, so I took a short nap to rest up for dancing later. A nap that ended up lasting 11 hours...
I ended up going to Kathy's place before supper, and the two of us went (where else?) to La Mamma for pasta and a couple hours of chatting. Poor girl, she had a massive hangover from last night and was barely functioning. She went back to her Posada for coffee, and I started the night. A few drinks at ___, then down the street to the library to watch Titanic. Wow, it sent me back almost exactly one year to watching it with Noi in Bangkok. I get around, I guess...
Then, to Briosca. It was Friday night, and the place was hopping. Kathy never showed up, though. She must have gone to bed instead. I ended up chatting with some local girls I met last week, Jenni, and ?. When the place closed, I joined them going around the corner to another club, where the drinking continued. And got completely out of hand. At some point, I met Milheny. I know this only because I have her phone number in my pocket now... Twice. I think we took a taxi to Cucaracha. I think we went dancing there. I think we took a taxi back... In between, no se... Must have gotten home after 6:00. I think...
Cuba Libra: 800-1200
I checked email at a new place: Calle 21, between Ave. 4&5. 2000/hour. Good emails. Amy was happy with the flowers, Stace was coming to visit in April, Charlie wanted me to take care of her after an operation in March, people, people, people...
At night, I went out for a few with a German guy from the posada. But he just got off a 20-hour ride from Puerto La Cruz, so wanted to turn in early. It was still too early for Birosca, so I went home as well. Good timing. It was one of the girls who ran the posada's birthday, and they were having a party. All were invited. Cake, coke, beer, whiskey, rum, the works. Everyone took turns singing his or her own country's version of Happy Birthday. Fun time.
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