Got to sleep in a little bit this morning, but because I let them sleep in they had a typical breakfast from Spain...coffee or milk and toast. We met the others in Payson for a day trip up Payson Canyon. First stop was "The Grotto". I had never been there before and it is a beautiful waterfall at the end of a short hike. As usual, the Spaniards carried their instruments and serenaded us for about an hour. Several of them braved the cold water and took a dip under the waterfall. Then we drove up to Payson lake and had a picnic of chicken pasta salad, watermelon, wheat rolls, pumpernickel bread, baguettes, chips, veggie tray and smore's dessert. I found it interesting that the Spaniards choose the pumpernickel bread. Some played volleyball, some took naps, and some of us had a wonderful conversation with Paco about vegetarianism and eating healthy. He and his wife are vegetarians. Then we drove up to Devils Kitchen. Then on to home for them to take a quick shower and be back at the Art's Park.
Tonights performances were once again amazing. During the Spaniards performance we noticed that during the dance part, Antonio walked off stage and when Javier turned around to do the next part, his partner was not there and he saw Antonio off stage (all of this actually happened quite quickly). We could see the obvious concern on Javiers face and he wasn't sure what to do, so he just walked behind the singers and walked off stage as well. The group kept singing as if nothing was wrong, but we all knew that something was wrong, so Alisha, Amanda and I all ran down to see if there was anything we could do as we had come to think of them as family by this time. We found out that Antonia had dislocated his shoulder while swinging his cape (these are very heavy wool capes) and they were trying to help him get it to go back in. He was in such pain. Patrice from the Folkfest took him to the first aid room and called the EMT's. They took him to UVRMC. Paco and Javier went to the hospital with him and the rest of the group hung around with such somber faces. We had no idea how long Antonio would be at the hospital, and the Folkfest had now ended, so we decided that Dennis and Amanda should take the little kids home, the group members that were with Carol and Val should go home and Alisha and I would stay since we each had someone we were hosting at the hospital and they had no other way home. Amanda's guys stayed with us and I would take them to her house when Paco, Javier and Antonio got back from the hospital. We finally got home about 1:00. Antonio was feeling good as they gave him morphine at the hospital, and his shoulder was back in place. He wad told that he had to be very careful for 2 weeks, but could never throw the cape again. After a typical midnight snack we all went to bed. I went to bed wondering how the nights events would change their performances for the rest of the festival.
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