Not surprisingly, I’ve gotten a bit sick here at Herrang Dance Camp. Really it’s a perfect breeding ground for airborne and skinborne viruses, since we spend a lot of time in close quarters, dance holding hands with tens of strangers, and get no sleep. It doesn’t help that people who are sick selfishly go out dancing and infect others.
The camp organizers have installed hand sanitizers outside of most of the dance halls and classrooms. But in closed dance position, you are touching, well, more than your partner’s hands.
Otherwise, I’m having a fabulous time at camp. Steven Mitchell and Virginie Jensen taught a really fun class this morning on dancing with more bounce and groove. Virginie always yells at me for not bouncing enough, which is really appreciated.
Spuds and I did some more taping of our Yehoodi Talk Show, getting some good footage of the Folkets Hus, the Kuugen convenience store, the camping area, and the ice cream shop. It’s a lot of fun just running around the camp with the camera and grabbing people and putting them in front of it. Luckily I’m not editing the hours of footage that we’re shooting.
Tonight is the camp cabaret, where anyone can put on a three minute act, whether its singing, magic, a skit, or whatever. My friends Spuds and Tomo are putting on a little Japanese dance. I can’t imagine anyone else will understand it, but I’m looking forward to it. Hopefully I”ll be conscious for it.
You know you’ve made it, when Virginie starts yelling at you
I’m so jealous, I miss getting my ass whipped by Virginie
(oops, did I say that out loud?)