Last Wednesday turned out to be Latin Night in Amsterdam as I, and several colleagues of the Iberian persuasion, decided to go on a group date. It was a night of dinner and dancing lessons – Salsa dancing to be exact – and the lessons just so happened to be free!
I was a little tentative about socializing on a school night – as I haven’t done it in forever – but thankfully the weather cooperated and Teko didn’t seem to mind if I had some fun without him. Since the lesson didn’t start until 8, leaving work at 6 gave us enough time to enjoy a corporate-discounted meal at nearby Wagamama. Conveniently located in the same building as ours, it was something I’ve been meaning to do since I got reunited with the company.
I remember the first time I’d ever heard of Wagamama was from a colleague in the the U.S. who kept raving about it when I told her I’d be going to London for the first time. As fate would have it, I actually never got around to it until I moved to Amsterdam a few years ago. As pseudo-Asian restaurants go, the ramen was satisfying and quite filling. Definitely no complaints as our corporate discount got us a good chunk off of the original cost, which under normal circumstances I’d be pulling my hair out about.
I love my company.
As for the Salsa dancing, I was surprised to find a lot of people show up – men and women, young and old, with a lot of fast learners mixed in with only a few motion-challenged. It made me nostalgic for the Latin clubs in DC and once they got the music playing, I was able to bring some of my old moves back to life. Fun as it was, sad to say, I couldn’t take any decent pictures because of the low lighting. Damn my camera! I don’t know yet if I’ll sign up for the paid classes but at least I’ve discovered one more thing I can relate to in this city.