I had a very pleasant surprise last night when I took my family to the Youth Scottish Dance at the British School. It was like I was transported to a different country! Strangely, minus the kilts and funny accents, I felt very much at home!
There we were in the heart of Botafogo and yet surrounded by English, common habits, and Shepard's pie. Parents were mingling, kids running around freely, and there was the occasional dance. I have to say that Chatterbox and I did pretty damn well at the dancing considering the fact that we have absolutely no Scot blood.
The biggest culture shock at the event was the lack of over-parenting. Kids were running around on their own and were expected to come find Mom or Dad should they need something. There was little hovering, lots of laughing, and no drama. I absolutely loved it! The best and most traumatizing part was when the dance floor cleared of Scots and a Justin Beiber song was put on. It immediately filled up again with children busting a move. As much as Beiber horrifies me, I did enjoy watching my boys and all the other kids twirl around like drunk adults. Cute.
All and all it was quite refreshing to take a step out of Rio de Janeiro without actually getting on a plane. I must say, last night may have converted me. The only problem? I have to work on my accent! It's just unacceptable!
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