France Travel

Lindy Hop Osmosis

I drove through beautiful farmlands and medieval towns, to get here to Eauze. Surrounded by sunflower fields and a cool breeze, the world seems transfixed on the rising of the sun. I met some friends here who are teaching at a dance festival. The attendees are French, Spanish, German, Russian, American, Swedish – Speaking different languages, but clearly understanding one unified tongue on the freshly built wooden floor – Swing. They dance until 5am to the sounds of gypsy jazz and big band swing, spinning and bouncing their way into an anachronistic frenzy while I sit by – watching and grinning to cover up my inadequacy. I suspect if I watch enough I may absorb something – Lindy Hop osmosis.