Two doors down from the hostel there is a bar called Enricos. Monday night I saw some classily-dressed jazz musicians head into the bar. I got my life together to follow them. I found some friends at the hostel, and headed over there. I was keen to go come what may – the other girls were going to be persuaded by the price of the drinks. It was $10 for mojitas (say mohitas)... the other girls weren't keen.. we were negotiating who was staying and going when a man at the bar (his name was Dick) persuaded us to stay with the offer of a round of drinks. Okay, so we stayed!! Dick bought us a round of mojitas while we listened to some old school jazz and watched a fablous display of dancing from an old couple who are Monday night regulars. Let me tell you their story:
The man is 86, he was dressed in an expensive cream suit with a tasteful shirt and tie, with the most fabulous 50s shoes- black with a white top piece to the shoe. STYLEEE. He had arrived with his usual dance partner- Gail, shes 67. She was dressed to the nines with a gorgeous floaty dance dress and heels (another guy in the bar has run into Gail around 200 times and says she has never worn the same dress twice!). They have been coming to Enricos for 5 years. They met back a few times many years earlier, but have been dancing together all these years. They live in different parts of town, and meet on the highway and join up, and come to Enricos. And they dance. Lively, 1940s swing dancing. They act like the are 20, and they dance because they love it. And I think they know what living is!
Another round passed, and I had a few dances with Dick to say thanks for the drinks. Jandals and shorts... not really a match for what else was going on. But I love dancing, and lapped the whole thing up. FUN times and fabulous folk.
The man is 86, he was dressed in an expensive cream suit with a tasteful shirt and tie, with the most fabulous 50s shoes- black with a white top piece to the shoe. STYLEEE. He had arrived with his usual dance partner- Gail, shes 67. She was dressed to the nines with a gorgeous floaty dance dress and heels (another guy in the bar has run into Gail around 200 times and says she has never worn the same dress twice!). They have been coming to Enricos for 5 years. They met back a few times many years earlier, but have been dancing together all these years. They live in different parts of town, and meet on the highway and join up, and come to Enricos. And they dance. Lively, 1940s swing dancing. They act like the are 20, and they dance because they love it. And I think they know what living is!
Another round passed, and I had a few dances with Dick to say thanks for the drinks. Jandals and shorts... not really a match for what else was going on. But I love dancing, and lapped the whole thing up. FUN times and fabulous folk.
