It had been weeks since I had last practiced bachata or salsa.
And the day we decide to dance, was chilly and slightly rainy with a constant mist.
The ground was uneven because we were literally on a mountain side.
And cow dung was everywhere.
Luckily with some scrap wood left near a fire pit,
we were able to literally scoop that shit away and dance!
Thankfully no ankles were twisted, just a few slips and hair entanglements.
I think we did pretty good considering!
But, defintely room for improvement.
In the end the clouds parted just it time to show us the sunset.
Stay in touch and keep on dancing <3