Salsa Y Merengue

The other night my friend who lives behind me invited me to a dance lesson. I was scared but I said "hey why not?". I hadn't seen her in a while so I thought it would be fun just to spend some time with her. So we went on Monday and on those nights it's salsa dancing. I kinda always wanted to learn, especially during my high school days when all my friends were Hispanic. I thought I knew how but they always said I was doing it all wrong. Then there was the time I tried to teach Elizabeth in the bathroom of Margaritas, ha, that was unsucessful. Well anyway I had a fun time at the lesson. I quote the instuctor, "I want to teach you so you can all say, "wow! I didn't know my hips could do that." It was all relaxing until the instructor said those dreaded words, "partner up!". My stomach went to the size of a pea at that. It wasn't all that bad, I danced with a instuctor guy so he guided me step by step, literally. We partnered up again and I danced with an older chinese guy. By the end I almost got the hang of it. Tonight there is ballroom dancing and I sooo wanted to be there but my friends weren't able to go, o'well.