A night of dancing, drinking and meeting men
After dinner, Marie had a surprise for us out by the pool. We were getting line dancing lessons and then heading out to a bar where the only dances there are line dances. Look out! We learnt a couple of different dances and were given strict instructions not to go on the dance floor unless it was one of these dances in progress.
What a fantastic night. We danced and drank shots; I spent most of the evening chatting with a guy who was in the US Coast Guard, swapping travel stories. He and I became friends and swapped post cards for many years to come.
At the end of the night, I was standing outside the pub looking for anyone else who was on the tour. I was all alone, and I had completely forgotten the name of the hotel we were staying in.
On the cab ride home, I was trying to make conversation with Shane, the guy from the tour. I told him about the lovely man Jack, I had spent the evening chatting with. Shane was very put out and said “Great! That does it for me for the rest of the tour.” I was thinking, “Oh, shit, I don’t need this”, so I tried to change the subject and asked if he planned to go to Sea World or the zoo tomorrow.
At the hotel, I jumped out of the cab and went straight to my room, where I had a new roommate, Erna from The Netherlands. I told her all about my night, the lovely man I had met (Jack), and what happened with Shane in the car on the way home. She just laughed at me.
...I ended up marrying Shane four years later.
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