First we found an Irish bar with an actual Irishman in it and persuaded him that the two spaniards and a dog in the bar weren't interested in the Wigan v Tottenham match and could he please put the Rugby cup final on.
Five pints and one fantastically close game later we got some food bought some takeout beer and headed to the park.
Theres a huge monument in park de retiro which looks over the lake and we were told to 'be there when the sun goes down'.
Following these rather cryptic instruction we entered throu the enormous park gate and heard a hellish, frenzied drumming the like of which I can only describe as being akin to those last heard in Helms Deep.
There were 40-50 drummers and at least 200 people drinking and dancing. We were the only tourists there and we soon mingled in.
It was one hell of a way to say goodbye to a city that loves me right back.
Time to catch a flight.
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