After Western Night, Heather and I decided we had to go back to every show for the duration of our stay. The next night was the haunted house thingy and when we got to the teatro we saw the handsome gent from the night before at the back of the house, getting ready to start the show. He gave us high-fives and seemed pleased to see us. The show that followed, this time, had no audience participation. What it did have were special effects, pyrotechnics, all those talented dancers, and oh – that choreographer? Turns out he’s not just “not half bad,” he’s really damn good. The whole thing was a festival of cheese but we ate it up and licked the plate. After the show I went to the ladies room and returned to find Heather chatting with handsome gent’s handsome friend, Jery. Handsome gent himself soon joined us and we learned his name was Rodolfo and that they’d all be heading over to the resort’s disco for some obligatory dancing with the tourists. We went and spent the night dancing merengue, a little salsa, and learning bachata. We also got to meet a number of the other cast members. Rodolfo and Jery spoke a little English and there was one lovely young lady, Pippa, who is actually from England (she and her mum went on vacation and stayed) but the rest of the gang didn’t really speak much inglés, if at all. It didn’t matter. Language barrier? Bah. They were performers – we had found our people!
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