En la casa

Aug 12, 2007 04:25

Regreso a mi casa en el coche de los bolivianos. Es La Noche de Salsa, y muy divertido.

Cuando estan regresando, una chica (RoseMari?) me pregunta, "Tienes enamorada?"

"Iie."

"Porqué no?"

"Porque tres meses en Japon!"

"Buscando?"

"Sí, sí."

"Pa'que cualidades buscando en una enamorada?" (eh, es cerca que digó.)

"Muzukashi!...eh, bonita..."

Ambos: "Intelegente."

Etc.

The night started slow enough...not one of my friends came this time. I was too out of place to dance, though I infiltrated one song briefly, trying to mimic a woman who turned out to be Gotenba's resident Salsa instructor. A fellow named Amil, who is something close to Russian and has been in Nihon for 20 years, took it upon himself to introduce me to everyone and try to get girls to dance with me. I also knew a couple other people...Lili's friend who had the dog at the BBQ, and the Japanese guy who was there as well, and a couple others introduced themselves as well. At first Amil's plan did not go so well...One girl turned down the offer, then I botched a dance with another (not terribly attractive) girl...but eventually I found myself surrounded by the Salsa Class group, who come every month. I danced with most of them, and talked for some time with one married woman from Kyoto, who seemed intent on hooking me up with the attractive single girl in the group (though she is in her thirties, I think, not that you can tell by looks with Japanese girls...she may have said she was as old as thirty-eight, but I don't remember). Anyway, it was very funny, and fun, and I did try my best to flirt with the girl, whose name I've forgotten, and danced and talked with the Salsa instructor, who invited me to her class tomorrow. They are Tuesday, Wednesday, Sunday, I think, and I can only make Sunday, but hell, I'll check it out. It seems to have suddenly become important in my life to learn Salsa dancing...who would have guessed? Anyway, after watching and mimicking for a while, I was able to pull off some passable dances, especially with the instructor, since she could lead like a demon.

And what this has to do with Bolivians? Well, after the Salsa Class left, I was thinking of leaving myself, as it was nearly 3 am, and though I tried to invite Yuki and Akiko, neither replied. But then the Japanese fellow I mentioned earlier told the girls I was sitting next to that I spoke a little Spanish, and I ended up pulled in with Las Bolivianas. They were pretty attractive and quite fun, and we all danced rather well as a group. I spent most of the time with Marlena, who I danced with quite a bit, and we chatted and eventually traded phone numbers. As it happens, the one girl lives in Mishima, but the other two, Marlena and RoseMari(?) live in Mishima of all places. I told them I work in Mishima on Fridays, and they expressed an interest in learning English as well. I have no idea where this is going, but we got along great and Marlena's friends seemed interested in the possibility of hooking us up or something along those lines, and gave me a ride home as well. Their friend actually lives two stations from Gotenba eki, but basically in Gotenba. So I ended up having a much better time than I expected, and I seem to have signed myself up for sarusa kurasu ashita. Go figure. Not to mention I once again practiced more Spanish than Japanese. It gets to the point sometimes that I don't know if people are speaking Japanese, Spanish, English, or a mix of the three (as I tend to do quite often). Oh, and I forgot "porqué," that was ridiculous--and she didn't understand "doshite," so that took a while.

What can I say? Shoganai.
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