When faced with these options this summer:
What’s a girl to do? How do you choose?
An update – went to my second Zumba class on Wednesday. It was smack dab in the middle of tourist central in London. Kind of surreal to be walking past all the theatres and tourists in my workout gear. The class was in a restaurant/bar called Tiger Tiger, which I found very perplexing. I stood outside making sure I was in the right place and followed in the first person I saw in leggings. Luckily, she knew what she was doing. We walked by people in their business attire to the depths of the restaurant, where they had a lit up dance floor and disco balls. Made friend #2 – the girl I followed in. It was humorous hearing her say that the salaries in London don’t reflect the cost of living. That is many people’s big complaint about Vancouver. At the end of the class, I walked out through the restaurant that was now packed with people all looking at these sweaty ladies coming out from some basement somewhere. I’m sure it must have seemed strange.