Super-Duper Wacky n' Tacky Euro Adventure

Okay, just had to put in a quick entry before bed because I had such a great time tonight. Turns out the best salsa bar I’ve ever been to is in fact in Moscow. There are a couple of great pictures before the security guard made us put the camera away. There are also a couple of movies I took of Russians dancing to Mexican and Cuban music. Hilarious. If I find out how to put movies on the blog, I’ll be sure to include.

Might I also add that this is the best weather that I’ve ever found in ANY city. There wasn’t even a need to put on my spiffy blazer that I brought out! I know I’m eventually gonna hate the weather, but I am basking in its full glory as of now.

So by now I’ve had many mini-conversations with Russians. One was with this black dude (see pics) who happened to be the only black dude in the entire bar. Of course he ended up being an employee, hired to show people how to basically dance to black music. As I was brought up to center stage with this shirtless black man and two very scantly-clad women, I realized this would be a good man to get to know. I had a proud moment as, after the center-stage dance, our entire group was trying to figure out where he was from. I intruded in my broken Russian:
Me: do you speak English?
Black dude: niet.
Me: French?
Black dude: niet. Hispanski.
Me: Sweet!

I found out that he was from the Caribbean, but I couldn’t quite understand the exact island. Might have been Granada, but I’ll have to check back. Anyway, I’m proud to be putting my mad language skills to good use.

Cool; that’s it for now. Tomorrow we go on a very touristy bus tour of Moscow. Great. Can’t wait. (sarcasm!)