Doctor Deseo cranks up and soon groups of people, men along with women, children and families are dancing all around me.
Although the lyrics are in Spanish, the rhythm and energy moves the entire crowd. Even I cannot resist participating.
So groovy, yeah baby, yeah!
Has someone had too many Calimochos?
Walking around I am soon draw to the sound of a familiar beat, a salsa variation.
Entering a new square with colorfully decorated trees, I am delighted to see hundreds of elderly couples living it up with twirling partners, clapping hands and lots of smiles.
It's not long before I am feeling at home as someone starts a Pamplona Congo Line. A few unfamiliar moves but I think I manage not to embarrass myself.
A fresh sampling of Calimocho from a 3 liter container and these senior “kids” aren't going to bed anytime soon.
I must get some rest if I am going to run with the bulls in a few hours. Participating in another local tradition I return to my Hotel room on wheels.