Bring on the dancing

So when was the last time you danced?

If you are anything like me it was at a wedding. Or possibly a milestone birthday party. Whenever it was, you can most likely remember it, as it was an actual event, and not just a regular Saturday night in the city.

There just are not many opportunities to shake your stuff and wiggle your booty on the dance floor anymore.

So as my hubbie and I went away for a cheeky get away to Bad Bertrich, whilst the kiddies were happily with their grandparents, we discovered a hidden jewel.

Now for any of you who know anything about German geography, Bad Bertich is a nice, cozy, sleepy  small town, nestled in the countryside, deep in a valley. It is full of kind elderly people who typically go there for some kind of rehab or therapy, you know the sort for bad backs and the like.

It was also a perfect location for a nice dinner, kaffeekuchen and a bit of outdoors.

Anyway as we were enjoying our before-dinner Mosel wine, we heard about the Tanzlokal, "Gaudi". Apparently it opened at six, and closed when the last guest leaves. The age group was predicted from 16-60 and the music was described as "hits"

We had to try it.

So after dinner, we put on our dancing shoes and headed to the cellar steps where the sign "Gaudi" hung in all it's glory.
With a slight trepidation we stepped in.

Wow, the party was in full swing.

Michael Jacksons "Beat it" was blaring from the speakers and BOTH dance floors were full of people waltzing away. For those of you who have never experienced a German dance floor, let me tell you, people waltz to just about everything. It was amazing. Sensational.

We first found ourselves a corner (somewhere amongst the zimmerframes) and observed. However it didn't take long before we were boogeying away with the rest. It was hilarious.

The music consisted of all sorts and clearly appealed to the clientele. We joined in and like everyone else in the room, laughed and enjoyed the beat.

The highlight, and I mean the sheer highlight, was when the DJ noticed our "young like" presence and put on "oppan gangnam style". The dance floor cleared and we took our place. I did not know my hubbie had such moves!

What a blast.

We stayed remarkably long in the Tanzlokal, and my hubbie has blisters to prove our night out on the tiles. (I guess even muscle ache but he would never admit that!)

What struck me about this experience was that dancing is something for all ages and it clearly brings with it good spirits, yet dancing bars like this don't really exist anymore do they?

So I plea for a revival of dancing for all ages. If you have a cellar / basement free, I challenge you to open it up for public use, throw in some good lighting and mix some tunes.

Let me know, as I will be there!