I'm back in Suchitoto and my friend Patti Moore is visiting here for some weeks while she studies Spanish at the Pajaro Flor school. Since we got off the plane on Thursday, and maybe before, I've been warning her about how awful Saturday night would be - disco night, when the music gets cranked to the max and people shout over the loudspeakers. I talked about ways to survive the 5 hours of sheer noise, and how one of us could camp out in the interior bedroom, the other in the study - rooms furthest from the disco - with iPods on, and, and, and....
And here it is 10 pm on Saturday night and there's nothing at all going on next door. No noise. Nada. I almost don't know what to do.... Sleep? ah yes, perhaps.
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