Pittsburgh rocks! (2)


Lindy Hop? Is that like some sorta hip hop?

When going to a weekend-long swing dancing extravaganza, it really helps to have a professional photographer come with. All the pictures in this entry are by Danielle , who rocks at her craft (except this one, because she's in it):



Girlfriend has syrian genes mixed with european ones, and couldn't gain weight if she tried. (me = jealous!)

The other two criminals that came on the road trip with us were Rachel and Myke:

Cute as buttons, I know. We referred to Myke as Ferris for most of the weekend, for obvious reasons.

We stayed at the fabulous Hotel Sam & Yakov. Here's Yakov, on crutches due to a freak israeli-dancing-accident (one can only wonder) showing the ladies how it's done:


Rachel and I befriended this lad from Pennsylvania at the Hotel S&Y, and charmed him into sleeping on the floor, thus letting us sleep on the couch/air mattress. Dude sure could bust a move, though.


Finding nice, non creepy guys to dance with can be hard, though, so props to Jeff (above) for being nice and not creepy. Similar props go to fellow Torontonian Norm, he of the crazy pants and strange accent:


(I took this picture) Norm is from South Africa, but is actually related to Ralph Nader. Weird, eh?

So anyways, sometimes the nice guys are scarce, which means gals have to dance with each other:


Wooo! There's nothing like a solid dip to end a song.


When not "doing the lindy hop", we also like to kick it new school.


or simply walk down the street, greeting our adoring fans:


Dang, my ass looks really huge in this shot. At least I'm not the one sporting bright yellow pants.

Posted: Fri - November 19, 2004 at 12:53 AM        

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