The best part of dancing salsa has been the people I've met...and within that group the women (i.e., Saleras). I don't know what's more fun, dancing with a variety of crazy characters, or talking about the guys you've danced with your friends. There's nothing like sharing a horrible dance experience with your friend to take the sting out of it (the guy smelled, groped you, yanked you, danced horrifically off the beat, accused you of being horrifically off the beat, burned his eyes through your skull because he wants your attention, did perverse moves in the pretend name of dancing, or just acted like you were the worse experience of his life...). Besides bad dance experience (which, I think tops the list) wardrobe malfunctions (aka, pulling a "Janet Jackson"), salsa flings, ladies styling, and info on where to buy shoes and clothes are fodder for some serious femal bonding. I may have met more men dancing salsa, but I've bonded more with the women (thank God).

Just for today, I am grateful for my salsera friends.