6/23 Greek dancing

is very interesting if it's folk dancing. Otherwise you never see them dance. Usually when we go to clubs, there are just sketchy guys there that just stand at the bar and watch the Americans dance-- because Americans are the only one that dance. Why do they just stand at the bar? To talk behind out backs or offer us drinks. Gah, they are not smooth at all. I'm sorry Chris darling, but I don't think I can bring you back a Greek guy. I just can't allow you to date a guy that can't dance.

Anyways, folk dancing involved a variety of costumes. Each time they come out there's a new costume. The women dance in layers and layers of clothing and dresses. My mind kept straying and piecing together the pattern for some of the dresses. I think I want to make one of the outer layer pieces I saw. I haven't sewn in ages though. (Wish me luck) As for the men's wardrobe, there is a variety of choices as well... some of them involving skirts. The performance was distinctly Greek. It was held outside at night with a live band and singer. The male dancers had the craziest moves. It seemed that there was always one or two men that "lead" not only the women but the other men as well in the dance.


Some of the moves were pretty impressive. I don't know how they can dance in those costumes though. Not only that, but they smiling the whole time. They either really love their job or they had vaseline on their teeth =P.

Visited Hadrion's arch, the Roman Agora, and strolled through Plaka today. I happened to rediscover the little cafe I saw the first day. It's the cutest thing with a view of the Acropolis. It has a million prints of old posters, one that I'm dying to get for my room. I'll have a post about it later on today.