Dance, Dance

     Last night I attended my first ever DANCE.  One of the interns, Stacy, knew the host family, so she called and said "Hey I have 25 friends can they come to your dance?" haha.  It was a sight when we all arrived at the same time, kinda felt like party crashers. Pretty Great
     When I was growing up (psh like I'm grown up) I never had dances, my school did not approve.  Instead we had banquets where everyone had there own little personal space. I don't have the exact rule, but there was a six inch rule when I was in high school. If this rule happened to be broken, you're in trouble!
     We danced the Virginia Reel, Spanish Waltz, and I cant remember the names of the others.  I am proud to say I successfully (successful in my head) danced every dance.  The last dance of the night consist of spinning, twirling, and dizziness, you were always moving! Oh yeah and it was twenty-two minutes long. 0_0  You can imagine we were all pretty worn out by the time we got back to the hotel...