I miss going to house parties where there is an activity. Back home, I would often have board game nights and Wii parties with my friends. Here, it’s all talk and no action.
Cranium. The best game ever.
Now that I speak French reasonably well, I am able to partake in said conversations, but when I first moved here and spoke very little French, it was miserable. I was miserable.
All I wanted to do was dance!
I loved going to dance parties back in the States. If I ended up at a party at someone's house that wasn't a dance party (and there was no cranium), I would turn it into a dance party.
It turns out, however, that I am not the only girl in France who just wants to bouger mes fesses (shake my butt). Dalida was a very famous French pop artist in the 70s.
I just discovered her song, laissez-moi danser, and it pretty much sums up my feelings on this issue.
Oh, let me!
Let me dance and sing in liberty all summer
Let me dance!
oh, let me!
Let me follow my dreams