This afternoon we had a little free time. What did we do? Venture to Chelsea Market for free salsa lessons followed by a dance. Okay so I can see all of my friends' faces with mouths open in astonishment. Yes I danced. Actually I danced with about 15 different men... and maybe that was a bit misleading. I only danced with most of them for a few minutes each during our lesson, but I think it still counts. I did try out some of my moves on the dance floor following the lesson with Harris and some random guy. But it was definitely a combination of passing from partner to partner and my new shoes that gave me the awful blisters on my feet.
I love the photo below because even though its not in focus and that's not how I looked when I was dancing, but it was how the whole experience felt.
After dancing, Christina, Emily, and I went to a tapas bar (the guys bowed out), Cafe Andalucia, with the cutest old bartender from Spain about a block from Times Square.
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