It was beautiful day in Barcelona. I had already spent the afternoon at the beach swimming in the sea and enjoying the sun, and now I was due to take part in a salsa tour organized by my hostel. There was a large group of people, 28 of us, most of whom were a few years younger than me. As it turned out, the entire group of people consisted of English speaking nations with the only exception of our tour guide who was a local.
We first went to a well hidden bar where we got a dance lesson. Throughout the night I spent a bit of time interacting with many of the people in the group and it didn't take long for me to realize that there was no one special there with whom one can have a meaningful conversation or enjoy sharing the experience. Many of the
Aussies in the group, seemed to be concerned with the quality of the beaches in Barcelona; I for one, found no such problems. Some of the Brits were just looking to get hammered, while a group of others was looking to celebrate a birthday and not open to interacting with outsiders. Finally there were a couple of American rugby players who did not produce a lasting impression. There was a couple from England that was cool, but in the end I decided to spend more time interacting with our tour guide.
When we eventually made it to the dance club, this was well after the lesson, there was a live salsa band playing there. After dancing with one of the Australian girls, I decided it was time to separate from the group and enjoy my time with the locals. So I did ... I enjoyed the music and observed some really good local dancers in the hope of learning something. There was one Brazilian guy who had style, he would gently guide the girls and you could really tell that they were enjoying the dance. For the most part I got the impression that many of the girls at the club were not open to dancing with strangers.
During one of the songs, I caught a glimpse of one of the girls; she smiled at me. She was about 5'2 with dark skin and dark hair curled around like an umbrella up to her cheeks. She had a beautiful smile and you could tell right away that there was something special about her. A few minutes later I asked her to dance and we did; she was much better than me. Right away, she spotted that I've taken salsa lessons in the past and so we laughed about it; she said that she didn't care what salsa style to dance and that I just had to find my own. She was from Brazil. When I told her that I was from Canada, she replied with a smile "Americas unite" :) ... I thought to myself: yes, two worlds unite in Europe. You could tell by the way she interacted with people, how she looked and how she smiled that she really knew how to enjoy life. She was truly a needle in a haystack.
When I was leaving the club I found her standing outside with some sleazy guy in a suit; I decided to be more expressive this time. I came over and told her that she was wonderful and to take good care of herself. She smiled and asked to give me a Brazilian hug, then told me to take a really good care of myself as she squeezed my hand. After departing, I understood that sometimes it's important to communicate your feelings, especially with people who are open, as it makes for a stronger connection.