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Sunday, May 22, 2005

Search for Salsa

I am so exhausted right now from literally walking around town. I wonder how many steps I took, I'll take my pedometer next time. I walked all the way up Polk Street to the Fisherman's Wharf, munching on cherries I picked up from a local store and feasted on fried calamari at the Wharf - yum! I walked by what I thought was just a shrub, but a man behind it shook the shrub and growled and made me scream out of total fear and surprise, I nearly dropped my iPod - ha! I noticed a crowd of people across the street watching the whole thing and I realized it was some kind of candid camera, human behavior blooper scene. I laughed at myself and quickly scurried away. Hee hee, that kind of stuff only happens to me.

Then I walked all the way back through North Beach, our little Italy, and Chinatown then through Union Square. I stopped by four different places along my walking journey looking for a DVD to teach me how to salsa dance. I want to learn at least the basics so I can impress Giuliano the next time I see him. Hee hee. He tried to teach me a little the last time, but I just couldn't get it. I can freestyle dance all night, but doing any sort of routine, I just can't get my body to coordinate with, nope. With a little practice and time, maybe I can learn to shake my bootie to another tune "for him".