Antonio Fernandez Carriedo
The deep beat of the music pulsed through the sand and up your body; the rhythm seemed to resonate in your very core, blasting life and energy into the otherwise peaceful night. You looked out towards the calm ocean, the wind tousled your hair and the salty scent washed over you. It was a warm night, so the breeze was welcome.
The large group ahead of you seemed like a mass of thriving bodies, all twisting around one another as the music played. Within seconds you were consumed by the crowd. Finding yourself in the midst of fevered dancing strangers on a moonlit night was a new experience, but the chaotic mood was intoxicating and you soon discovered that navigating through the crowd was easier when you moved with the people rather than attempting to push through them. Ducking beneath wild arms, and skirting around swaying hips, you managed to stumble into the very reason for your being at the beach party in the first place.
“Chica! You made