I woke this Saturday morning with my usual depression because I live in a prison of my own making. But I soon got out of it with my errands, like taking my medications and getting on my computer. Then I had to plan the day to be ready by 5 pm, when the Handi Van would arrive to take me to Halemano Plantation Camp 808. And the Van was late but no hu hu, they do a good job. I arrived about 6:30 and the place was jumping.
I did not want to make a grand entrance so I went in slowly and found a new place to set my walker down right next to Carmen Mendoza. Slowly I said hello to most of the nice people there. Got some people to take some pictures but somebody pressed the wrong button somewhere and I only got 8 photos. I usually am able to get pictures if I don't have anybody waiting for me to take it. I do not know what I am doing right or what they are doing wrong. Fortunately Maile emailed me most of the photos in this blog.
I took my mix, found a nice plastic cup and a nice lady got me some ice cubes. Voila, I had something to sip while enjoying the scenery. Terrific music by DJ Leland and it was evident that the dancers were having fun, If course, for me the Bon Dance was the high light of the evening. I had never seen anything like that in the forty years I have lived here. Beautiful music, simple steps, similar to line dancing except that these people were with each other, though by themselves. They seemed to be a group of good friends, individuals and apart, but together.
Maile got me a good dish of food to take home and then they gave me another. I have enough for three meals. After nine I got ready for the Handi Van but he did not get there until 20 minutes later. But that's still fine with me. He got me home by ten thirty. And first thing I did was eat. Somehow I always get such delicious food from these people.
This social dance club is doing what many other successful clubs do. You got to do what you can to make the party as pleasant as possible for the members. They always decide what the theme of the party is and many of the dancers were dressed with some type of Japanese clothing. This was it, good music, good friends to talk story with, dance and dance and of course there is always those ono grinds.
"Social dancers hope that they may - live - every day of their life.”
I did not want to make a grand entrance so I went in slowly and found a new place to set my walker down right next to Carmen Mendoza. Slowly I said hello to most of the nice people there. Got some people to take some pictures but somebody pressed the wrong button somewhere and I only got 8 photos. I usually am able to get pictures if I don't have anybody waiting for me to take it. I do not know what I am doing right or what they are doing wrong. Fortunately Maile emailed me most of the photos in this blog.
"Stranger In Paradise" by Tony Bennett
I took my mix, found a nice plastic cup and a nice lady got me some ice cubes. Voila, I had something to sip while enjoying the scenery. Terrific music by DJ Leland and it was evident that the dancers were having fun, If course, for me the Bon Dance was the high light of the evening. I had never seen anything like that in the forty years I have lived here. Beautiful music, simple steps, similar to line dancing except that these people were with each other, though by themselves. They seemed to be a group of good friends, individuals and apart, but together.
"Walk With Me Through Paradise" by Melveen Leed
Maile got me a good dish of food to take home and then they gave me another. I have enough for three meals. After nine I got ready for the Handi Van but he did not get there until 20 minutes later. But that's still fine with me. He got me home by ten thirty. And first thing I did was eat. Somehow I always get such delicious food from these people.
"The World Is Waiting For The Sunrise" by Les Paul and Mary Ford.
This social dance club is doing what many other successful clubs do. You got to do what you can to make the party as pleasant as possible for the members. They always decide what the theme of the party is and many of the dancers were dressed with some type of Japanese clothing. This was it, good music, good friends to talk story with, dance and dance and of course there is always those ono grinds.
"Social dancers hope that they may - live - every day of their life.”
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