The house our friends live in is very old and charming. Its walls though are paper thin and one of their neighbors just loooooooooves salsa. Unfortunately not the condiment, but to our dismay the music, which he enjoyed listening to with what seemed to be 400 of his closest friends, way into the wee hours of the new day. But since everything that happens in New York is definitely cool, we enjoyed the complementary music and knew that we wouldn’t have to feel bad when our little ones scream “we wanna jump” at top volume while bouncing through the apartment like wallabies on speed.