Unending Epilogue 17

August 2010

Once again, there was only one Salsa outing this month. This time it was the second Saturday DCDC because there was no fourth Saturday DCDC.

DCDC – I took a fair number of photos because I thought this could be the last time. In any case the writing (the end) is on the wall. This time I accepted a Bachata. A couple of Cha Cha were great. Salsa was sloppy at times, but it was okay. People in the photos include Jimmy, Tanya, Brandon, Diana, Leah, Kim, Rafa, and Steve.

I had considered asking my girlfriend if I should quit Salsa to please her. I never got the chance because she decided to end the relationship. So am I going back to more Salsa outings than I had been most of this year? Not exactly. My (Salsa) future here is quite uncertain - there is a decent chance that I would move to another part of the country - and the new place may not have much in terms of Salsa outing options.

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This was added later. I ended up going out for the second time in August... August 31 to be exact.

I went to the Barking Dog. Admission was $10 because of some performances – Keith Given’s group and Ceci Villalobos’s Salsa Fuego. I saw Tish for the first time in ages. Ditto Danisha. The outing was a pleasant enough distraction, but I see that nothing has changed in the Salsa scene here in the DC area as far as I am concerned in certain social manners.

Unending Epilogue 16

July 2010

Another month with just one outing - and there was a serious jeopardy of me not going to that one because of a family function. In fact I had told one inquirer that I was unlikely to attend. The venue was DCDC for the fourth Saturday once again. It's perhaps pathetic that the clincher for attending was the GF dropping out of a dinner party because of allergies.

Incidentally I now keep a diary, which I keep private.

The fourth Sat DCDC this month was a very hot and humid affair. Even without moving I was getting drenched. I'm guessing I danced considerably less than I would have otherwise. DJs were EricB and . The local DJs bought an appreciation plaque for the Smiths. There was a performance by the group led by the promoter of Monday nights at CG, which will be closed for renovations until September. The heat drove me downstairs for a while where Brandon and I ended up using his iPod for some music selections. I was asked for a Bachata downstairs, but this time I declined. I chose Nabori and Rumbon Melon.