Toca el hombre pequeno, y...

Art After Dark was so bizarre and awesome. The entire atrium of the museum was filled, every hipster in Bilbao was there. There were bars and the Pains of Being Pure at Heart played there. I've never heard them before, I really don't like them too much...they try to hard to sound like they're from the 80's, I think.

  

The after party for Art After Dark was a bust, it was at a nightclub called Fever, which turned out to be a 40 minute walk away. The metro stopped running at 2am, and we didn't have a map, so we stayed at the hostel. But the hostel is always a good time at night, we drank with Ashwani and Edarto, the man who works the overnight shift. Edarto is the coolest, he doesn't really speak English so the conversation is usually half Spanglish, half mime. We played a bilingual version of Kings, and changed a lot of the rules because we didn't know how to explain them...after 10, everything was the person to your right or left drinks.
Here is us teaching Edarto how to Soldier Boy:

 Edarto Soldier-Boying:

 Ashu rocking out

 Some weird drinking rule that happened

 Dana and Edarto dancing

 Another weird drinking rule

 Edarto!!

We didn't go to bed until 6am, again.