I love me some salsa dancin’.
This love of mine could stem from my impeccable sense of rhythm, my weakness for hot Latin guys, or even my penchant for its edible counterpart with a side of chips. But most likely, it comes from the fact that when I was between 12 and 15 years old, my mother was a salsa dancer.
While she was never cast as a dancing extra in Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights, she did teach salsa dancing classes, and even performed a routine at a big Cinco de Mayo celebration. She practiced with her dance partners for a few hours every day for that show. By the end she was sweaty and tired, but she never looked happier. Sometimes I would join in the fun, and then I was the happy one.
Check out Travis’ story about salsa dancing at KU, and then pluck up the courage to try it out.
Maybe I’ll even convince my boyfriend to go. See you there!
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