Kizomba is Connection.
If you are curious to learn the subtle connectedness of Kizomba, Semba and Tarraxinha, come and explore this site to find the class that suits you.
The dancing blog
Scrolling, scrolling, scrolling...I have just found myself sucked into the facebook vortex taking a short break from my work, only to find that the vortex pulled me into an oh so familiar stream of comments about people who deciding they no longer want to take dance class because the level is not challenging enough for them.
I understand. Perhaps you have already done your beginners courses, and your intermediate courses and now you are searching for something else to sink your teeth into, only to find nothing to chew on ?
I want to tell you about some of the things you don’t see on Social Media. I want to talk about the behind the scenes life of your dance teacher, whoever that may be.
Everynight in the heart of Sydney you will find 100’s of the most unlikely people finishing up their day and getting ready for their ‘second life.’ They race from work, sit in peak hour traffic, and rush into their latin dance class still dressed as a corporate. Within the first half an hour of class their daytime persona has all but sweated off. Their hips swing wildly to the beats of salsa, bachata, kizomba and tango. Their smiles reach their ears, and the stresses of the day perspire away as the night goes on. 9.30pm hits, and they make their way back out into the city streets. Within the next half an hour many will return to their homes and families, wind down and go to bed, ready to do it all again tomorrow. Many however, will not.