We arrived at Posadas on Sunday, late afternoon. Our flat is on the seventh story of an eight story building that faces the river. As we've shared, it has a great view of the river and the city.
We heard dialing drums in the distance. I think that there were three distinct groups beating out rhythms. They were up to a mile away from us and probably a half mile between each other.
Here's what it sounded like from our flat: