Yesterday it was Marietta's birthday, she was born in the same year that I was. We went to a Cuban bar to dance salsa. I don't like Cuban salsa, I love Colombian one, but I can go dancing Cuban from time to time. However, the place was small, people knew each other so if I wanted to have a dance I would have to run from one guy to another and ask them for a dance. With which I never have a problem but yesterday I just was not bothered. I was observing people and I had chat with few friends. I met Estuardo, my Ecuadorian friend, who has a problem with his leg at the moment. He can't walk properly and he can't dance at all. To me it looks serious, he thinks that few massages will sort his leg out. I hope so...

In the picture with Estuardo and Simona.