So, how was the wedding, Christine?
Well, I looked fine in my suit. The shoes looked great and the wedding was very nice.
Were there Macedonian folk dances? Oh, you bet.
Did I dance? Nope.
I only know one traditional dance — the step-kick-step-step-step-step-kick-again dance. And I can’t even get that one right. I kick the wrong way or I mess up the number of steps. I have no Macedonian rhythm. (Note: I am actually quite good at freestyle 80s dancing should the occasion ever arise.)
An early rendition of the step-kick-step-step-step-step-kick-again dance. Mind you, they look a bit out of sync…
So, I did not dance. I hope that my relatives were not too dismayed. They probably have no idea I don’t know how and think I am a stick in the Macedonian mud.
I did enjoy the pig dance however. No wedding is complete without it.
Opa! … oh sorry, I think that’s Greek.
Gotta spie now. Night night.