shortly after bailando #1 was placed, my beloved saturday salsa spot closed. we were homeless for a bit and while my broken wing healed, dancing blossomed and resumed nearby this cache. many of the group migrated south and you can find some of the regulars here on a friday night. i was out once again with my friend and usual dance partner, who shakes his head with my geocaching obsession (but helped place the first in the series) and another one of our friends and they assisted in scouting the GZ.
on a friday night, the band is loud, the dancing fast and some of the salseros can be heard saying "i love to watch white girls dance. they dance like no one is watching and don't care who sees them." i tend to tower over some of those salseros when in my dancing shoes.