Burgos Salsa Congress, April 18-20

After 1 day of recovery, Ilanit and I jumped in the car with Rober, Patry, and Sandro, my friends from Madrid. We drove out to Burgos, which is 200km north of Madrid to check out the salsa congress there. We had rented an apartment which had 8 beds. Marcos and Silvi were meeting us later that day.
We got unpacked, and then went to the market to buy food and drink necessary for the weekend, ate lunch/dinner, and then went out to the congress.
The location could be compared to a circus tent, with a mud all the way to the entrance, and gooey chunky stuff all over the dance floor. Let me tell you, it did wonders for my new (and last) pair of dance shoes.

We watched the shows, and then danced the night away. Around 5am or maybe even a little later, we headed back home. The only thing that was clear at that point was that the first person to fall asleep was in trouble. Poor Ilanit, she lost the battle. She passed out and sure enough, her face got painted and she was covered in a roll of toilet paper, shoes put in her bed, and all sorts of other pranks. Then came Silvi and Marcos, who had managed to lock the door to their room. But that didn't stop us! We called and called their cell phones until they couldn't sleep anymore.

Needless to say, we were all exhausted the next day! We went into the old part of Burgos, took pictures of the square, the cathedral, the river, and then ate a one of the restaurants that came recommended to us. I took a stab at eating the morcilla, but never really swallowed a piece. Morcilla is dried up ox blood, evidently a delicacy in Spain, and especially in Burgos. I had ordered the sopa castellana, which has pieces of morcilla in it, but I just couldn't bring myself to eat a piece.

After our afternoon of sightseeing, we went home and had a battle with ice cubes and the hail that had fallen on the window sills. Then we got ready for the second night of the congress, ate a little dinner, and then went out to the shows. Ilanit and I got a 2-for-1 price (hehehehehe), and we danced with some great dancers from Latin Black, el Rumberito, and many others.
At about 530am we went home, and since everyone was so exhausted, there were no pranks this night. We all just fell asleep.

We got back to Madrid on Sunday afternoon, and I just crashed in my bed. I woke up the next morning early because Cesar was coming!!!!

Check out my pics from the Burgos Salsa Congress