Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Dancing Palm Tree Headdresses
Shake shake shake. Love that Cuban music. We went to a show tonight and listened to music we played at home when I was a child and watched the dancers strut and shake. Girls with palm trees on their heads. It just doesn't get any better. Outside, the wind is blowing and the Malecón is tossing angry waves over the wall, across the street. Very dramatic, and it reminded me of a wave crashing over the car, terrifying me (and my parents, I'm sure), because a crab or some other crab-like creature stayed on the windshield. Another vivid childhood memory.