They call them thermostatic globes and they should be exported to other countries as they are very pretty to look at. You can tie wishes to them if you want but this only happens at New Year. One goes up in flames on a neighbouring terrace and for a moment it looks as if they will get hurt. The wind is not very strong so you can see them until they go out. We hope they don´t fall on our heads.
The rain is welcome but makes the tiles slippery. We continue dancing anyway. Fere the host puts on some very good Argentinian rock. I think it is from the Seventies.
One of the presents is a passepartout with condoms and a sachet of coke. Halfway through the night the coke goes missing. The condoms stay. Our presents are a nice pair of coffee cups. I also get a green plastic mini-tambourine. It if useful as a prop for dancing.
I think our combined sense of direction is worse than our individual ones. This is a shame as we make a good couple otherwise. When we get home it is seven o´clock and we have spent as much time travelling around the city as at the party.
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