Last Friday we were awakened at seven by the sound of drums coming from the Jardin. This troupe of traditional indian dancers, one of several in for the day, kept at it until about nine in the evening, when they had to stop because it was time for the creepy light show (more on that later). Very impressive, although I think it’s more about the feathers now than the dancing. I imagine this is all based on the sort of thing that used to go on in the forecourt at Cañada de la Virgen. Disappointed no human sacrifice.