For me, it's dancing with other great, free-spirited dancers. And on the final day of our two week training I had a night filled with fun.
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Co-workers and I on a party Chiva. A bus that plays loud music with a dance floor.
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Great friend & neighbor, Lilly.
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Unfortunately, the day did not start out so fun. At 3 a.m. I woke up with horrible diarrhea and vomit. Yep, its gross but legit. It was so bad there was no way I could go anywhere. So, I basically camped out in the bathroom, hoping it would cease. I think it only stopped around 11 because I didn't touch any food. I desperately wanted to go on the Chiva so I made myself go to school for the rest of the day. When I got there and they realized how sick I was they called the paramedics. I thought it was a bit much, but I guess here paramedics are more like the old days where doctors went to your home. So they gave me a shot and after that I felt a ton better. YES!!! I was able to dance on the chiva. Not long, but enough to be satisfied with the experience.
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The other newbie, Johanna.
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| The amazing Maria Teresa. |
Oh my word! What was it that you had? Your body getting used to the new food? There is nothing I hate more than feeling like that.
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