There was a crowd of people hanging around drinking and waiting for the finale to begin. Unfortunately it started raining but that didn’t stop people from rushing the square once the music started playing (people including us). As I danced in the rain in my ten euro mask (which would later drop ridiculously in price like roses after Valentine ’s Day) I couldn’t help but think about the umbrella I stupidly left behind sitting unused on Nancy’s couch.
After much wet dancing the “mystery” finale act begin which turned out to be a Beatles cover band that Dan and I dubbed lame and opted instead to meet Nancy for dinner to get out of the rain.
We had a delicious seafood dinner (albeit at a ridiculous Carnivale markup-ed price) and returned to the square where everyone was basically wasted and dancing around to sporadic music. Searching for a good beat Dan and I walked around looking for something consistent. The best we could find was coming out of this 1980s boom box monstrosity:
Which sounded as good as the manufacture speakers in my old 1990’s accord with the volume turned all the way up. Static city.
We headed back to the square and attempted to join in the massive dance party. Unfortunately the preferred dance style at this point was to jump around bumping into everyone around you.
Dan is a 6 foot guy that used to play ice hockey in his youth. I am a 5’3 meek Asian girl that used to play the viola in my youth. I couldn’t hang and told Dan as much. We headed back to Nancy’s.
Alas the night wasn’t a total loss as we ran into this moving party on our way back that was accumulating quite a following including some locals from shops along the way.
The other cool moment was when we were crossing a bridge and Dan pulled me to a halt. He told me to look up. The clouds had cleared into a beautiful star filled sky.
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