I left town for yet another salsa event this week end.
Not a congress per say, nothing international here, but a small event organized by some local salsa addicts down there, on the atlantic shore, and well, beeing as crazy as I am, I drove those 430 kms for the week end. (OK, salsa was not the only reason. The beach was kinda appealing as well !)
And as we drove there (5 of us in the car) we started reminicing about how we started.
I actually have discovered salsa much earlier than I would tend to believe on a daily basis. I actually have taken my first lesson over four years ago.
But for so long, I have done nothing that can even remotely qualify to be called dancing. On sundays, my gym club scheduled salsa lessons. A friend managed to drag me there, and I really liked it. But hey, teacher changing, then no classes, then on and off with new teachers... I took my clases there once a week, then once every other week, then once a month...
Never really forgetting I had that twich in my upper leg whenever salsa would play on the radio, I'd always go back eventually, but heck, you can only have so much fun when all you are doing is setenta/complicada, copella/complicada, ochenta y quatro/complicado...
Besides, even if it was fun, the class was scheduled on sundays à 2 PM.
OK, at 3PM the class was over, at 4 I was at home. See you next time.
And since all we did do was rueda, allways with the same people, I didn't know how to dance if no one was there to tell me what move to do next. And anyways, I didn't know how to lead a girl that did not know what move I was about to try and lead !!!
Went to a social a few times during that period, had a terrible time, realising how much fun those guys seem to have, and how I could never dance that way...
Then, in decembre 2002, the teacher at the club had some other things going on, and had to leave for 2 or 3 months. Some other teacher came in for him. At the same period, a guy I only barely knew from the salsa lessons at the gym broke up with his girlfriend, and decided he needed to think about something else.
The new teacher was fun, and was giving lessons elsewhere. We followed him to a small bar, and ended up staying after the lesson and watching the few dancers there. They were good, we stayed put.
But we started checking out other bars that had lessons in the evening and then just turned out into a social dance party place.
In february, he discovered that a club we knew by name had a forum, and got online to ask a few questions. The forum had just been created, and there were like 30 members. I got enrolled pretty fast, and we started going to that club in march. The teacher over there is unbelievable ! His classes are fun, fast-paced, and yet, you end up learning so much ! To this day, still one of the best cuban teacher I have ever met. (both on the technique level of his paterns and on the personal aura of happiness and fun that flows during the classes)
And that is basically when I started dancing !
Only a year and three months ago, and after almost 3 years of strugling with "1, 2, 3, pause.. geee what do I do now !" :roll:
Then, you know how it goes. You keep the last partner you had in the class for the first dance of the evening, and then sit the evening out. the following week, you feel a litle better and invite her once again... and in a month or two, you end up trying to dance half of the evening, and you actually discover the difference between learning paterns and dancing !!!!
I'll say one thing though : going through weeks and weeks of clases to only learn basic steps and three (well, 8 or 9 if you ad the "complicada" version) moves may seem like an awfull spoilage of time. But nevertheless, the basic steps and the basic arm paterns for those moves got so natural to me, providing me with a very solid background, that I could learn any new move we were shown a lot faster than any other guy in the room. Not to brag, because I know some guys do learn a lot faster than I do, but they have been "dancing" for years.
After that, every thing moved a lot faster : I actually was out dancing or taking classes 3 to 6 times a week, sleeping something like 2 to 4 hours a night during the week (well, club closes at 2:30, home at 3, take a shower, grab a byte cause got to the club straight out from work, befor you know it it is 4:00 AM, and the alarm goes on at 6:30...)
I have recently slowed things down a bit : 2 or 3 times a week only, and I do not allways stay till the club closes. But either way you look at it, I think you can safely say that :
1. I have been dancing salsa for a litlle over a year now
2. I am definitly addicted to salsa