After a night of getting desified [Indianized], it was time to dance with La Raza. It was a delayed Dia De La Independencia dance, but it’s better late than never. I had a great night of mingling food and dancing with friends. It was wonderful to embrace the culture to the closing of the month with good Banda. The night just kept getting interesting with a tint of awkwardness. However, I would never take this day back. I was closer to home, and I knew it was a long time till home was going to get any closer.