Last night something happened that I'm officially filing under my "Top Ten Favorite China Memories".
I'm here at a spa/resort away from home with a few other expat women, and last night a few of us were asked to lead the group in some dances. It was pretty warm inside our villa, so we took the dance party outside. We did the Cupid Shuffle, electric slide (of course) and the Cotton Eye Joe dance- and when our legs were burning from all the hop-skips and criss-cross's and walk-it-outs, we decided just to have some free dance. It got pretty silly- and we were having such a good time that we didn't even care that some Chinese people had come to their windows just to stare at the white girls "getting down".
We were pool-side and a few other vacationers were there just trying to enjoy the nice weather by the pool and seemed to enjoy the free entertainment- and one of my friends (who maybe is even sillier than I) went over to one of the onlookers and grabbed her by the hand and dragged her over to our dance party.
That was all the invitation that they needed! She and probably five others gladly raced over and we danced together, mixing Asian and American styles and our faces were on the verge of splitting in half from the huge smiles on our faces!
After the music died down we all formally introduced ourselves and just had a good time making small talk.
Later I went back to my room and couldn't stop smiling to myself and thanking God for this unique culture we live in, and for the brief time when something as simple as the joy of dance brought two cultures together!
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