I Got To Put On Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma Boogie Shoes!
Both N&S and K. heard my Plea to Salsa and told me that the U of C Ballroom Club was having a Salsa Party Saturday night. K., who is a member of the club, invited me along, as it was her first experience at a Salsa Party and she wanted some back-up.
Like all wholesome U of C events it was held in a church gymnasium with three kitschy little pie-plates of nacho chips, bottles of no-name soda and jugs of water. "Bless their little hearts," I thought, and hearkened back to the days of Jr. High dances, figuring we were about 20 minutes away from staring awkwardly at the floor while Boyz II Men crooned from a ghetto blaster. Sweet.
At 8:30 they turned the lights low and turned the speakers up, up, up and things started to get crazy. CA-RAZY!!! As soon as one dance would end, I'd turn around and another person would be waiting to ask me to dance. It was madness! Every time I'd try to sit or get a drink of water someone would approach. It was SO much fun and such an ego boost, a bunch of people asked if I was in the "Intermediate Class" *yay* or said I was a great dancer. Half of the time I was pulled into a group doing "Casino Salsa" which was great fun, although I still don't understand it.
By 10:30 I was so tired I told K. I was going to go sit in the hall for a minute. We sat for about 5 minutes until a Cha Cha came on, and the guy who was manning the ticket table got all crazy-eyed and asked if I knew how to Cha Cha. I said "no", but he insisted on showing me, right there in the hall. By 11:30 I was stumbling rather than Salsa-ing, so K and I left, but I'm glad I went. It was NOT what I expected in the least, and I think I'm going to enroll in the intermediate class in January ;) Swwwweeeet!
Too much fun ;)
~g~
Like all wholesome U of C events it was held in a church gymnasium with three kitschy little pie-plates of nacho chips, bottles of no-name soda and jugs of water. "Bless their little hearts," I thought, and hearkened back to the days of Jr. High dances, figuring we were about 20 minutes away from staring awkwardly at the floor while Boyz II Men crooned from a ghetto blaster. Sweet.
At 8:30 they turned the lights low and turned the speakers up, up, up and things started to get crazy. CA-RAZY!!! As soon as one dance would end, I'd turn around and another person would be waiting to ask me to dance. It was madness! Every time I'd try to sit or get a drink of water someone would approach. It was SO much fun and such an ego boost, a bunch of people asked if I was in the "Intermediate Class" *yay* or said I was a great dancer. Half of the time I was pulled into a group doing "Casino Salsa" which was great fun, although I still don't understand it.
By 10:30 I was so tired I told K. I was going to go sit in the hall for a minute. We sat for about 5 minutes until a Cha Cha came on, and the guy who was manning the ticket table got all crazy-eyed and asked if I knew how to Cha Cha. I said "no", but he insisted on showing me, right there in the hall. By 11:30 I was stumbling rather than Salsa-ing, so K and I left, but I'm glad I went. It was NOT what I expected in the least, and I think I'm going to enroll in the intermediate class in January ;) Swwwweeeet!
Too much fun ;)
~g~
posted by Apartment Girl at 12:47 PM
3 Comments:
Yea for salsa!! I'm so glad you went! So no creepy people I'm guessing? Just crazy dancing maniac people? Yippee for sleeze-free dancing!
Crazy-eye Cha Cha guy was fairly creepy, and refused to let go of me till I gave him my number (thank heavens for caller ID). I won't be answerring his calls, cuz that was a bit scary. The rest of the guys were nice and classy though ;)I think it might come with the territory though. With Salsa the man is definately in control, and I think the guys can power-trip sometimes.
Oh, it sounds like you had sooooooo much fun!!
(Crazy Cha Cha guy excluded)
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