We never expected this.
Every night there was dancing, and almost nobody else showed up for it. The band was nothing short of awesome. It would be a good time for anyone to just sit and listen to them. And yet, almost nobody even did that.
We don't belong in this world, I guess.
Our last stop was in Victoria, BC. Instead of walking around the town we stayed on the boat and rested up for our final evening dancing. We had been to Victoria two years ago with my sister and niece.
At one point in the evening one of the wait staff came to our table and brought a bottle of wine for us. For free. In broken English he explained that every night we had been there to dance, and so the staff and the band chipped in and bought us this bottle.
Is that something or is that something?
Tonight was our fifth anniversary, and we danced for almost three hours. Most of the time we were the only people on the dance floor, dancing to this totally incredible reggae band.
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