Did I already say CARAMBA? It’s like we’re completely a part of this. We are getting sucked up into the energy. We are showered in their sweat. We are completely enveloped by the music, we’re getting our hearts jolted every time that box-drummer blasts out a couple of BANG BANG BANGs. Well I could go on but I’m tired just writing about it. The two dancers take turns. The woman is good, the guy is (as the manager lady told us when we first sat down) the best dancer in all of Argentina.