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One thing I haven’t written about is feeling discouraged. Some days, after training for 2-3 hours, I just don’t have the discipline to do it again in our room. I know I should because my technique is not perfect, but I feel sick of the music and moves at times. Nights when I don’t rehearse I always fall in love with the music in the morning again. I could rehearse to other music but I have a hard time going back to the original for the timing. The CD player in her studio is also broken. The only buttons that work are play, stop and track forward so I have to do the whole choreo to get to the new 30 seconds. Some moves I feel like I’m learning for the first time because the Egyptian way is so different from what I’m used to. Other moves I am learning for the first time and if I needed a reminder that belly dance is not a hobby in Egypt I got it. I’m not trying to be a whiner. I’m just saying there is a lot of “I told you once, don’t move that leg” or “Why did you decide to plie there?” or “That doesn’t look like a circle to me.” It’s thickening my skin though and making me work harder in the end. That said getting a “yalla” or a “beautiful” after working on the choreo for a week from Mme. Hassan is pretty awesome.
We had a nap in the afternoon and then the air conditioner blew a fuse (the 2nd in 2 days). So we had to get the front desk guys to fix it. I really think they must love us. Things just keep falling apart in our room. We had hot water all day though, so that was good.
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