Home is not where the heart is.....no, home is where they play loud latino music and obnoxious remakes of popular songs like Come on Eileen.
Home is anywhere I can do ZUMBA!!
That's right folks, Zumba Paris was a smashing success!!!
No, I did not understand anything the teacher said, but I didn't need to! I could follow the moves, I knew the music, and I could keep up.
The most amusing part was wondering if anyone in the class knew what the hell they were listening to and singing/screaming while doing a rodeo pony move to a remix of From the Windows to the Wall!!!
One dance also had the Charleston in it, which really reminded me of home.
I have no doubt that Andrea, my Zumba teacher in Columbia, would have been proud of the songs and dances I already knew and the show I put on.
Round 2 of BodyPump went well....except for an overwhelming scent of BO that I know was not coming from me. I guess the French shouldn't just be known for stinky cheese!
Ciao mis amies!
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