Waaay, back in California, just before we decided to move to New England, Deb and I signed up for a West Coast Swing dance class. I think we took about 3 or 4 classes before we did the big move and, although we really enjoyed it, we never "cemented" what we learned and it just faded away.
For our Anniversary last year, I found a place that had swing dancing and had a beginners class before the dance. We got there early and (I) struggled through the intro lesson and then kind of shuffled through the rest of the night. It was enjoyable but we really didn't know enough to make it fun.
(It was also kinda weird since, evidently, it's common practice to swap partners at these dances and therefore we had to dance with people who 1) we didn't know and 2)were way better than we were. The dancers were...how should I say this..."skewed toward the Big Band era" and so during the lesson where every woman shifted around the circle to the next guy after each part, Deb and I were paired with every imaginable shape and size of Foxtrotting Fun.)
Knowing that we really needed focused lessons to get over the hump (so to speak), Deb set about seeing if she could find some. Well, lo and behold there was a new place opening up in one of the mills in town that was going to have dance lessons. Of course their first series was "Latin Lovers Salsa Dancing" or some such theme. Oh perfect.
We've been to three classes so far and we are really enjoying it. We are learning the Rumba and the Cha-cha and I don't think we've even scratched the surface yet. We are supposed to practice between lessons and we haven't been very good about it so I think I'll go downstairs and see if I can interest Deb in a little Rumba before bedtime...
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