Who cares if you don’t know the guy.? Just pick a partner.
Who cares if you don’t know the steps? Just go with the flow.
The Greek music was spilling into the streets from the souvenir shops lining the harbor. Now who could resist makin’ some moves to that music? Not me.
Both tourists and locals were cheerful and the sun was shining. It was a glorious day on the island of Crete. Even after walking uphill and down, poking in shops and alleyways, there’s always some oomph left when a stranger in the street smiles back at you and is willing to be equally goofy and uninhibited.
Travel and music and sunshine and laughter trump the day. May I have this dance?