I decided to do some catching up on some special events that happened during my first couple of months in France. Hence the previous winter wonderland post. Arriving in France, I got the rather special treat of meeting, working, and living with Magi. A Russian beauty, born and raised in Germany, she worked as an au pair for the Russ family before me. We got to work together for about a month and a half before she packed up her bags and moved back to Germany. (Important side note: this girl and her family are incredible. They let me stay with them for a week and fed me while I took an intensive German language course. They spoke to me in Russian accented German and shared their home with me. I could never be thankful enough.)
Before Magi left, Demet and Roland bought all of us tickets for a lunch/boat ride on the River Seine. Absolutely amazing! It was a clear and windy day, cold, but who cares if you are sitting inside, eating and listening to live singing and accordion accompaniment? That's right, no one. We ate reasonably tasty food and watched the beauty of Paris pass peacefully by.
And then there was that music. Music that was just to movement inducing. Wiggling in your seat and watching lustfully as a beautiful couple waltzed and glided down the aisle between sitting customers is just too much. I threw caution to the wind and got those girls up and dancing. We all held hands, and spun, and spun, and spun a bit too much, but it was thrilling and exciting to stand in the middle of everyone and be serenaded by Mister Accordion Man. So we kept spinning, even though we had no other steps and no other moves but the ones that just came from holding each others' hands and letting the music move us.