A long time ago, we played in Venezuela; I visited there during three different cruises with the Navy Band, and typically, we worked our butt off. I remember one day when we played four different gigs, culminating with a dance we played at the Marine House. We had created a great working relationship with the Sergeant Major (and his wife) who was in charge -- they asked us to play the extra gig and we readily agreed. They, in turn, kept our cooler filled with Polar beer. I have a recording of the gig; not the greatest quality, although we played very well, and we jammed out on several things. A great time was had by all.