Last Friday after work I went to Bar Salsa on Charing Cross Road. It was a fun night and it was packed as ever. Weird thing was, I’m usually always ready for a dance if the music is good, but I felt really uncomfortable when I decided to have a quick baile. Unless you’re dancing as part of a couple, you feel out of place on that dancefloor. That feeling was really palpable and I’ve never experienced it before.

When I went there for my birthday a few weeks ago, one of my mates nearly got into a fight with a couple when the guy knocked into her and then the woman stepped on her foot with stilettos (ouch). When my friend said something to them about it, they were like – we’re dancing, this is what happens. No apology.

I still got in a couple of dances with some guy friends, so it wasn’t a total waste.

Written by PJ | Posted in fun, my life

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