Well, another successful night of dancing!

Last night was the outdoor concert at Botswanacraft featuring the band, Freshly Ground and let me tell you that they certainly didn’t disappoint. Their music is fantastic and their stage presence including fantastic dancing kept everyone dancing and bopping to the beat throughout their show. The lead singer is an incredible little firecracker who never stops moving and singing the whole time she is performing. It is definitely a band to see live. They are far more dynamic in person than in their music videos.

I now have a new favourite song. In fact, I am in total admiration. Anyone who can combine the words “pot belly”, “fat thighs”, “flabby arms” and good loving deserves to be praised. This song is called the “Pot Belly” song and you can watch the video at

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9nUAarErp5Y&list=PL3123385EABA913A8

Perhaps that is why I love this continent so much. Here having a large bum and thighs is considered a good thing. And last night I fit right in my skin tight jeans dancing around the dance floor.

The only disappointment of the evening was that it was a relatively early night for me. Usually these concerts do not end until at least 1:30 am but Freshly Ground finished their set by midnight – no doubt because the lead singer is at least six months pregnant. Following the live music there is always dance music played while the crowds clear out and the techs strip the stage.

So this where the naughty part comes in. I had called Tshepo for my pick up knowing that it would take him close to half an hour or more to come from where ever he was. This because Botswanacraft is in an industrial area north of the city centre. Of course, while I was waiting for him, I had to continue to dance with my friends. I did, however, keep my phone in hand so I could see when he texted me that he had arrived. He always does when he is about 2 or 3 minutes away so I know he is there. However last night he didn’t as I suspected he didn’t realize that I would still be dancing rather than waiting out front for him. So after participating in a flash mob style dance and just generally having a great time my phone rings!

It was Tshepo! Ooops! He was waiting out front wondering where I was. Feeling like a very naughty school child I bid good night to my friends reluctantly and headed out to the car. I have to admit that Tshepo didn’t growl at me at all for keeping him waiting. In fact he was laughing at me because of course I just had to get that one last dance in. On the way home he and I were even making plans for him to drive me and some friends out dancing again next Friday in Phakalane.

So all in all a great night! I was home 1 pm so I am fresh as a daisy this morning eager for today’s adventures in Mochudi. Speaking of which it is time to head out again. My life is certainly never boring these days!