Counting down: still 4 nights to go and then there's the show and hafla with Razia (picture), and with Artemisia and with (E)motion and with .... us! This time no cold chapel, but something what looks like a very nice Maroccan restaurant, Au Ryad.
I'm looking forward to the sound of Arab nights, drums, flutes; wrapped in a mystic, but lively atmosphere. Skirts stroking the air, veils waving and people cheering. Shimmering lights glowing. I want to move and be moved. To dance and to see dance. But above all, to enjoy.
Luckely, first there's my saïdi bellydance class with Sarah on Thursday. She's so lovely, so inspiring (she calls us naturals with the stick/cane! So of course she's inspiring!), so enthousiastic, she shimmies for hours and she likes us to do the same! Quit a teacher though!