Rosa put her to bed and then dancing commenced. Craig and I danced with Sisa, Yupanqui, Ruby Natalia, and Natalie. Drinking commenced as well. The drink of choice was canelazo, a home-made aguardiente cane liquor infused with lemon. It is served warm (sometimes too warm). Men carried around buckets of it with a communal plastic shot glass. You take your shot, then pour a drop on the ground as an offering to Pachamama (Mother Earth). I think that Pachamama must have been quite drunk by the end of the night!

Beer also made the rounds (I declined each time, as I am allergic to it). And one man had a bottle of dark colored hard liquor. We also had shots of that.

I danced with Antonio, and Craig danced with the wife of the man who had the bottle of liquor. The songs were quite long, so dancing was a commitment. Fortunately, the traditional dances are rather simple, holding hands, stomping your feet, and moving in a circle. Craig had been saving up energy all month for this, and he did great. He looked so stylin', dancing with his cane!