The other night I traveled to Unquillo with my two sisters. It’s a town outside the capital of Cordoba. Vale went to go visit her boyfriend Charlie and go out for dinner. The Lau and I went to a dinner concert where one of her friends Rawlfy plays in a band. The restaurant was set back in the woods on a dirt road. Upon arrival you had to walk across a little bridge and up the stairs past an old willow tree. The old stone building was set upon a hill; lights illuminated the garden at night. An eccentric cluster of tables formed a restaurant and a large painting of Frida Khalo hung on the wall where the band had set up to play. Things where tight even though there was only about twenty of us. I sat at a table with my sisters friends and we munched on pizza and empanadas. Music varied from Bob Marley, Mana, Jason Maraz, to BB King. The band consisted of three guys two who sang and played the guitar including our friend Rawlfy, and another who played the bongo drums and chimes. Our table was handed the mocarainas. We danced in what little space was available, it was a blast. It reminded me a lot of the Mercury café back home in Denver a bar and restaurant where friends I go to dance swing on Sunday nights. As we say here it had a muy Buena onda (translation a good essence). Not sure how to get back to the towns bus terminal we hitched a ride with a family that also attended the event. Seven packed in the little truck we took the back streets to avoid the police another Argentine adventure.
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