AP and I. Well. We decided to take swing dance lessons this fall given that the classes were two blocks down the road from our house.
Some of my readers know me personally and perhaps those of you who haven’t met me have gathered that I’m not exactly a ball of fire. I’ve never taken dance lessons and I’m not friendly with my body so it was out of character for me to try to learn swing dance.
AP is a tennis player but he’s not a dancer and he was very resistant to lessons, but we threw caution to the wind and enrolled in the beginner’s swing and jive dance class.
And we had a blast.
Last weekend there was a dance event down in Devon so AP and I took our 10 beginner swing dance moves and toddled on down to the south coast. After we checked in and had our evening meal we put our dance shoes on and went to the ballroom of the hotel where there was live music and — holy smokes — about 50 dancers out on the floor and 50 more in the wings. I am on exaggerating when I tell you that most of them were in their 60’s and 70’s and friends, those people THREW DOWN on the dance floor. I couldn’t believe my eyes.
The music. The dancing. The magic.
AP and I gathered up a bit of courage and we snuck out to a dark corner of the dance floor once in awhile, did our 10 moves, tucked our tails between our legs, and sat back down and watched in amazement as other dancers tore up the place with their beautiful moves.
Jeez Oh Pees.
When we weren’t dancing, we drove out to Dartmoor and visited two really lovely towns in the area: Chagford and Totnes. Here are a few photos from our visit. Sorry. No dancing photos.
(A pretty yellow town house in Totnes…)
A nice window display in a local shop…
A Christmas Tree in a local pub — Happy Christmas.
And that’s the update from Dragonlane, this two days before Christmas.
Blessings to you this holiday season.