We meet at Tres Potrillos for some margaritas and relaxation.
The funny thing about the night was that we closed it down.
And the last worker there, Raoul, REALLY wanted us to come out with him and his friends for his birthday.
Declining politely, we giggled to our car.
But he insisted we all get a picture together before we leave.
Oh! And we HAD to grab a Christmas tree in the name of the holiday spirit!