A little background: back in April, Diane convinced me to try a free dance lesson, mainly so that we might do a little more than sit and watch and drink at her nephew Kevin and Natalie‘s upcoming wedding.
Much to my chagrin and surprise, I can be taught how to dance. Never had I ever thought. And that free lesson? Yeah, gateway drug. Our instructor, Magdalena Piekarz, who was #4 in the world of competitive dance and our teacher, had us confidently doing the basic steps for the Bachata on day one. Might have even touched on the Hustle, too.
Convinced that hey, we can do this, we got 5 more lessons and a half dozen basic dances under our belt before the wedding. And had more fun than we’ve ever had on a night out. We’ve continued taking classes two, sometimes three or four times a week ever since.
Apparently, Magdalena saw that we were at a point in our dance journey where we might enjoy and grow from a group trip with other couples. Western Caribbean cruise, on a brand new ship? Ah, yes please!
So here we are, on embarkation eve of a whole new travel experience. Bring it!