There I was between the two groups, feeling, I must admit, a little intimidated. My God, I thought, I hope these people don't ask me to sing a little ditty from home. (Why, I couldn't even whistle a passable Madonna tune). Later, one of the dancers, a 30-something executive, sat down beside me. "We were born to party in Puerto Rico," he said. "We have 12 months of summer every year, so we can can party all year-round."