Party in the beach

One day of winter, me and two friends of university, we were going to a birthday's party in the beach, in house of a classmate. We meet in Central Station at 10 p.m for take a bus to El Tabo. We buy some drinks while we waiting for departure of the bus. It was a long trip, and the most strange was that the weather was very different, at first it was hot, but then it was rain and cold. 
We arrive to El Tabo around midnight, and then we take a taxi to the house of my friend. But we had not much money, so we said to the driver that leave us in the street of the house. 
We try to find the number of the house, 42. We were in 46, but the numbers of the street up in a direction, and in the other only ends. We dont knew how to do, so we called our friends. They told us that we stay in the corner of El Quillay with El Paico. We stayed there, and called again. My friends say "we are in the corner, come here". But some strange was going, because we stayed in that corner too, but we couldnt see them. We decide walking down El paico. We walking for hours, we asking for the direction, and nobody knew it. Also, most of the houses was uninhabited, the streets on this place was a dirt road, there was mud and was cold. The hours past, and we find a map of the place, and we see that was two corners of El Paico with El Quillay. We photographed the map and walk to the house. But we were lost again. One street that appeared in the map didnt exist. Finally, we see a house with the lights on and we ask for help, and they take they car and leave us in the same corner that the taxi, we walk up the Quillay street, and our friends was waiting for us. We arrive to the party around 2 a.m. And in the party we dont know what happens, we drink a lot and we lost our memory.