So there it was, 2013, welcomed by about a 1000 swing dancers in Stockholm, Sweden, during Snowball. Possibly Europe's twin of Lindy Focus. This was the only night I officially attended. I was lukcy to sell my dancepass and got a NYE's ticket instead as I decided to visit Stockhom anyway. I spent two more nights chatting with dancers I knew from home, from abroad (mainly bal dancers) and unfamiliar dancers. Like the volunteers guarding the entrance to the balboa floor. I could poke my head around the door, they all felt sorry for me and my injury and some were ever so pleased to be entertained a bit when there wasn't much to do. I joined them for a bit and shazaamed some nice tunes here and there played by some DJs. :-) I will admit, I sneaked in few slow paced shuffling bal dances at NYE. It was even less than walking. But things on the leg front don't look bright but I still do hope number 13 will bring me some luck. Tell you what, it's about time actually! Wishing you all good health, it is an important thing one can have or lose.
2 comments:
Glad you were able to make the most of the ball and NYE, even after not being able to dance. WIshing you the best of health and happiness for the New Year too x
I did wriggle myself into the Conga Line too. :-D A wonderful New Year to you too!
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