Continuing from yesterday… we moved along with the crowd as the entertainers (whose origin we never found out) danced with the crowd. When we got to the other side of the square a few girls were dancing a samba-like dance with a specific guy. As I was taking photos of the scene I felt M. put her head on my shoulder. I took another photo, and then realized M. was breathing kind of hard… kind of like a guy…

I glanced to my right, my camera still in my hand in front of my face. Seeing this guy, I slowly turned my camera around to see if it would scare him off. As should be obvious from this photo, it didn’t. My shoulder can be seen on the bottom right.