Me, Miha, and Karin. Yes, this picture was takenat the point in the night when I decide it's a good
idea to make kissy faces into the camera.
Tonight our group of 9 went out for some Salsa dancing at a little bar called Mohito. When we got there, we found out that there was a ten euro cover charge and the Salsa dancing would end in only an hour...Most of us were game anyway, but Dan and Toshi decided to head back to the hostel...leaving us with only 7 partiers, but at least...
...we still had James, who does some competitive salsa dancing and kept us girls on our toes. We danced like crazy for that hour, and even Miha (who claimed he couldn't dance) was cutting a rug with the best of them. Halfway through we realized we'd lost Texas (we forgot his name so we just called him Texas)...oh well, we were down to 6, so...
...we grabbed a couple of taxis and off we went to Porto Olympico, which was sketchy at best but had some great music. We ignored the girls who out-hooched even the best Canadian hoochy-mamas and we danced until we couldn't dance anymore. When it was time to leave, we looked around for Miha and Martin...nowhere to be found! It was just Karin, James, Liz and I left over, so we were down to 4! We waited and looked for twenty minutes before...
...deciding to get a taxi and head back to the hostel, we'd have to find out were the rest went in the morning.
Note: In the morning we did a head-count and everyone was safe and sound.
*posted March 1, 2007
...we still had James, who does some competitive salsa dancing and kept us girls on our toes. We danced like crazy for that hour, and even Miha (who claimed he couldn't dance) was cutting a rug with the best of them. Halfway through we realized we'd lost Texas (we forgot his name so we just called him Texas)...oh well, we were down to 6, so...
...we grabbed a couple of taxis and off we went to Porto Olympico, which was sketchy at best but had some great music. We ignored the girls who out-hooched even the best Canadian hoochy-mamas and we danced until we couldn't dance anymore. When it was time to leave, we looked around for Miha and Martin...nowhere to be found! It was just Karin, James, Liz and I left over, so we were down to 4! We waited and looked for twenty minutes before...
...deciding to get a taxi and head back to the hostel, we'd have to find out were the rest went in the morning.
Note: In the morning we did a head-count and everyone was safe and sound.
*posted March 1, 2007
3 comments:
I'm confused when your post such as this one says Feb 23, 2007 and today is March 1, 2007.
Is it that the date is wrong?
The night you left from the airport to go to Europe Joe and I went to our regular spot for Karaoke. I dedicated a song for you called "Sailing" by Christopher Cross back in the 70's or 80's. Have you heard the song?
Do they have Karaoke in Paris or Spain?
I can't believe that Tara and her friends used to Karaoke way back in University and I'm just doing it now!
Like the saying goes "It's never too late!"
Aunt Joanne Q:)
Hey Tori Girl! Your travel blog is so awsome. I can see now that you were truly meant to make this trip. I am so proud of you for taking this huge leap of faith in yourself...
I'm sure you will come home a new person. Not that there was anything wrong with the old one! All the wonderful and even the not so wonderful experiences will only enrich you.
Selfishly, I can't wait to have you come home cuz I miss you!
Continue to have a wonderful time and keep safe!
Lotsa love,
Your other, other ma...
xoxoxo
Tori, Meha looks like your dad, Mark, in the photo here!
Are you sure you didn't take him with you or he showed up checking on you?
Nah. Just kidding!
Love Aunt Joanne Q:)
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