A Week in Photos #2

The week started off with a beautiful powerful storm Monday morning, and it wasn’t so bad because it was like a summer storm. It was awesome seeing the dark clouds move over the mountains and bring the sun. 
It’s been a noisy busy week this week as supporters have been filling the streets pushing for voters to vote for their favorite candidate on Election Day, April 11th. There are 7 candidates running for Congress / Parliament. It wasn’t fully explained to me, and the people I talk to don’t really seem interested in politics enough to explain it. 
My friends have complained how the volunteers for each candidate have been driving around in these small trucks, dancing and chanting. These #6 Candidate supporters are wearing the candidate’s face. Memorable. 

Found the biggest book bag EVER! I want to crawl inside and have someone carry me haha

Snorted and choked on my breakfast when I realized what the name was. What a funky name .. heehee. Does it exist in America?

Massively stalkerish of me, but I love seeing Koreans wearing Brooklyn shirts. Plus see all the old people exercising at like 7 in the morning. They rock! … I wish we were more like that at home. 

They finally arrived!! (^_^) I love the cherry blossoms!
This place really hit the spot. It’s so popular, you often wait in a long line just to get in. Paper thin dumplings, a Daegu specialty, with a Busan-style gochujang, a hot paste made from chilli peppers, along with fish cakes and rice cakes (Ddeokbokki – 떡볶이). Sooo so good! 

My cast mates and I went for a night out, and I got to try out a new Western restaurant downtown. The theme that night was Hawaiian but clearly we lacked in that department. Needless to say, it was good bonding with them. 
My home for the past week and this coming week until our show on the 14th. Ouch how my body aches (ㅠ_ㅠ) but gotta make this show awesome! (^_^)

Salsa Cubana at Babalu

Last minute practice

I cannot help but also be a photographer

Some of the ladies in red

Jodi and Whitney

The added touch of flare

I had my cuban salsa debut earlier this month at Babalu, the salsa club where I take lessons every Saturday. I have only been doing it for a month, the project I quickly picked up after I finished with the Halloween Murder mystery weeks ago. Lucky for me, I got a chance to catch up with the intermediate group by taking some extra classes with Dave, my salsa instructor and now friend who feeds me wonderfully every Wednesday night for our weekly Dinner + Call of Duty Night we have with some more salsa friends and Jodi. Our practice video before the performance and our practice video two weeks before the performace are here: 1 and 2.

What I got out of the whole thing?

  • I love to dance and challenge myself to get better.
  • I get dizzy rather easily from dancing so it’s something to work hard at overcoming.
  • I find dancing to be this other worldly encounter between people, a different form of communication.
  • I never want to stop.

“We dance for laughter, we dance for tears, we dance for madness, we dance for fears, we dance for hopes, we dance for screams, we are the dancers, we create the dreams.”