Talking about clubs: have you ever left a club and the next thing you remember is waking up to a brilliant sunrise; however, you raise your head slightly, peer over the curb and realize that it's only a street lamp?
You're lucky you had a quiet festival of st anthony. They were firing off bloody rockets here yesterday (Mexico). Apparently they do that at the drop of a hat here ( or maybe that should be the drop of a sombrero)