60. Great Night

Tonight we happened upon a rooftop bar serving tapas. It was finally the right temperature for jeans, my Robert Roller Rabit tunic, and my metallic Bernardos. We ate tapas (not so good), drank margaritas (the Mr) and sangria (me) with Coldplay and The Verve playing on the stereo and a lovely view of Santo Domingo Cathedral in the setting sun. We finished up at Las Ollas for chocolate cake, hot chocolate and tequilla. It was a great night.