Tonight I make the switch from tango to flamenco. Tango was really interesting…and in my last couple of classes I felt I’d made a breakthrough. My dance teacher seemed impressed, which was nice. *By the way, if you are reading this Rob, the teacher looked a lot like an older you…same hands and mouth. The resemblance was rather uncanny!
Anyway, tonight it’s across the water to Southern Spain. I’m really looking forward to learning some new steps.
Speaking of going across the water, travel is on my mind a lot lately, in part I think because I’m reading a book about a family that sold their home and cars, shut down their business, and with three young children in tow took a year off to travel the world. I was telling Alan this and musing about the possibility of us doing that. His reaction, with slight panic in his voice, was: “But you can’t just sell our house!” Being younger, I thought he would be more of a free spirit, but I guess I’m the one in the family that inherited those genes. I can see myself quite easily selling off everything (or at least everything but a few family heirlooms) and hitting the road. Ah well, I guess the timing isn’t right for that, but that doesn’t stop me from planning and dreaming!