Saturday night I went to an Amazon party with Firefly Girl at the History of Flight Museum down at Boeing Field, where I learned to fly. The museum was interesting, but the party...well, I don't know many people at Amazon, so I basically walked around and looked at old planes while drinking captain and cokes. I guess you can't normally do that at the museum. I saw about two people that I knew. Thats pretty good, since the total number of people I know about Amazon is about 8. They had a band there, playing music you can't really dance too. And some crappy flight simulators.
Tonight I found an awesome song I want to learn. Then I checked out Triple Door, a salsa place near 3rd and Union. Live band, crowded, $7.50 for a captain and coke. I've forgotten how difficult it is to dance when you literally don't know anyone--not even familiar faces. And I don't know how to describe it, but everyone was somehow different than the people you see dancing in Philly. Maybe too many white people...I don't know. I danced with one girl, who was pretty hot, but she kept dancing on2 and I basically suck at that. I also suck at dancing in tight spaces. On the bright side, I've found two new salsa places in three days, and I know there are more. It kind of feels like I'm starting over. I guess I could use a challenge.
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