So our first night in Malaga we headed out to a restaurant owned by Carlos’ friend Camillo and his sister. We had a delicious dinner there, and got to hear stories about Carlos in his wild and crazy Spanish youth. Camillo had even brought along the scooter that Carlos used to own!
Then Horatio (Carlos’ brother) took us out to a club (by ‘us’ I mean Elli, Carlos and I – Colin had piked – I note that for the record when Colin later calls ME soft!!). The club was a latin dance venue, but very hot and mainly reggaeton type music. We had a few dances, but it wasn’t really our style. So Horatio took us to another venue which had more of the ‘dancers’. Unfortunately by the time we got there it was finishing up, but we chatted to some dancers and agreed to meet them again at another venue the next night.
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