Slow, quick, quick, slow
Of all the dances I have to teach on my upcoming business trip, I think Salsa is my favorite. Yes, I have to teach dance on a business trip. I am going to be teaching several partner dances to a group of P.E. and Music teachers from our schools out in California. One never realizes how small ones apartment is until you try to dance the Foxtrot in it. Ah, the indignity of having ones quick-quick-slows hampered by a TV stand, piano, wall or desk. Tonight at least, the disadvantages of having a "quaint" apartment heavily out way the social benefits pseudo-minimalism. Thanks to my sweet husband, and despite the space constraints, I think I'm ready to teach to the masses how to kick it old school.