Dance, People

I was so pleased when the berth across the way cleared out leaving a nice empty space to admire through Pablo. Then this guy came waltzing through. Instead of walking through and out of my frame, he had a little dance party right smack in it.

Bring it, guy.

I envy those who can get lost in the music wherever they may be.  You know how people say "I can't dance?"  Not true.  Observe any one-year-old.  Turn up a tune with a heavy beat and watch.  Their little body will bop.  It might not be so obvious, but keep an eye on their head, or their hand.  It won't be to the beat, but it will be there.  Then do the same with a toddler who's learned to walk, but maybe hasn't quite mastered their trot quite yet. Watch how they are clearly hearing the beat, feeling the beat, just haven't quite yet figured out how to move to the beat. Their little tush will stick out just so.  Some limbs will wobble.  There will usually be some leg-stomping or knee-bending.  There will surely be some seemingly random, awkward bops of the head. They might even lose their balance.  The child might remind you of Elaine on Seinfeld.  It might not be easy on the eyes, but they're dancing.  Because everyone can.