It never ceases to amaze me that I can go to Ireland for two weeks in a carry on, but I fill the trunk of my car for a weekend dance camp. Of course, it is Fall in New England, so I have to pack for weather that ranges from sun to rain and from 70 to 35. Bedding, lots of shirts, a costume for Saturday night, and let's not forget my flute.
Sometimes there will be a musicians' workshop. Sometimes the band will let us sit in with them--especially on Saturday night. From time to time a group of us will play one dance on Saturday night, which means the band members get to dance. This weekend there is an opportunity for a group of us to play for dancing regularly. I'm guessing that it will probably be for the English Country dancing, but I won't know for sure until I get to Becket.
And away we go!
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