As I write this, I can hear the sounds of a steel band playing for Carnival. (Later: it turned out to be a recording.) Earlier, near the beach, I saw drummers playing for a woman dancing in a splashy, skimpy top and bottom and feather head-dress. Beside her, a group of young people danced and threw themselves in the wet sand “mud” created by a fire hose on a small tanker truck. According to Pedro, this is a great tradition of Carnival. Later, we found the main bar, with good live, jazzy music. We sat about 100 yards away to diminish the effects of the speakers! We spent this afternoon almost exactly as yesterday afternoon: walk, then swimming and drinking margaritas while reading. The sky is not sunny today, though. Heavy cloud covers most of the
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