Yes of course, I dance all the time

My last night in Medellin was great, I went to hear some ear piercing Latin Music. 

So in my mysterious, loner, broody, ruggedly handsome way I went to Son Havana. Kind of a dodgy area of town compared to the others areas that I have seen. The bar was crowded, hot and the aforementioned loner, broody, ruggedly handsome me was the only gringo in there which was nice. 

Through a sequence of being moved  (nee pushed) around by the crowd I ended up beside an amazingly beautiful women who asked me to dance. Now don’t flatter yourself loner, broody, ruggedly handsome me I said to myself in Gaelic (Spanish is not good enough to talk to myself in) a Colombian asking you to dance like asking for a glass of water. I politely declined and went back to thinking to myself in Gaelic. Did I just say no to dancing with a beautiful Colombian women. What the feck is wrong with me. “Bar Keep a bottle of your finest Aguardient. Glug, Glug, Glug. Wait, wait, wait, pleasantly pissed, pleasantly pissed, pleasantly pissed, feck yeah I will dance with you.

I told her in my bad Spanish that I cannot dance in any language to any music but she didn’t care. So littlefrankiesonofabitch was Salsa Dancing (thank god I was all gussied up-see picture below). She was very gracious, sexy (muy sexy) and could work around my two left feet. A really fun night and feck yeah, we are going to do it again when I come back down. 

Frankie and Margarita. Frankie is on the right.