Dancin the night away

Andy and Lewis invited us to go out for tapas and salsa (both the spicy kind and the dancy kind) on Saturday. Louise, an Albion friend, was in town from Cincinnati, and she loves to dance. We hung out a bit at Lewis's place for a bit--he's got a very comfy couch--while everyone gathered.

By the time we left, it was after 10pm (!!!), an hour which usually makes me say "Time for beddy-by" (yes mom, it stuck). But there would be no sleeping for many hours! We traveled downtown to Cafe Iberico in style--Lewis had borrowed a shiny mini-van from the high school where he works...sshhhh--and though we were told that the wait would be over an hour, Louise knew of a "secret" place in the downstairs bar. Sure enough, we sat down right away and enjoyed some exceptional queso de cabra (goat cheese) and sangria, among other yummy things. Here we are--Patricia (who works at the same school as Lewis and Andy), Lewis, Louise, Andy, Goose, and me.

We are beautiful.


We headed down the street to Nacional 27, an honest to goodness salsa club (it was our first real salsa club experience). Lewis and Louise cuttin a carpet:

Patricia and Big Schweaty:

We don't know what the heck we're doing--does it show?

We stayed until they turned the lights on--at 3:00am!

Ok, back in the mini-van.