Taj

This week is officially my last week of beginner salsa classes (thank goodness – because I need to move on). My class decided to congregate at the upscale-ish venue, Taj. There is absolutely nothing better than live Latin music. I dig jazz… but I can’t dance to jazz…

One of the things I learned while practicing salsa is to choose my partners wisely. If you always dance with the beginners, you’ll be stuck on that level. I’m the one who tends to venture way off the prescribed route. For instance, on the first salsa number that the band did, most dancers were iffy on starting the whole thing off. I’m sorry, but high school’s long been over for me and I don’t really want to relive it. So I walked up to a guy and said, “shall we?”

I’ve found that real salseros have a very strong upper body and their steps are ridiculously coordinated (so much so that even when the follower loses their steps, the leader manages to make everything look smooth). I LOVE IT.

Taj is definitely a great find. It’s perfect for salsa practice. If I frequent that place enough, Intermediate Salsa shouldn’t be so rough on my feet (assuming I don’t switch back to my three inch dancing shoes). I’ve also been going to another studio for salsa styling and whoa is my instructor SEXY. Yes, I’m talking about a chick. She’s one of those people that when she takes herself to the floor, all eyes are on her. I wonder how long she’s been dancing. Her classes are pay-as-you-go so they’re a bit more pricey than my standard salsa classes; then again, I only go to her styling class every once in a while – maybe once every three weeks to pick up something “cool” to impress.

I think I’ll need another place for practice… Plan B isn’t bad on wednesday nights and there’s always Baraza on fridays. Wow… I really do dance a lot.