A Very Fancy Weekend

And it was. Living in Indianapolis gives us many dancing options, including events at, as Gary would say, some grand old dames. Unlike many larger cities, Indy has preserved some lovely ballrooms. This weekend we danced at The Scottish Rite Cathedral and our beloved Roof, two such venues that escaped the wrecking ball.

The Roof was fabulous as always; going often does not diminish the overwhelming sense of grandeur with a whiff of do I really belong here feeling when I step through the ornate doors. It’s that gorgeous, from its Spanish/Moroccan décor to the giant disco ball hanging from a ceiling full of stars.

The Scottish Rite Cathedral doesn’t have many public dances, saving most events for their members. So it is a wonderful occurrence when we can dance on probably the best dance floor around. It’s a floating floor, which means it’s constructed with so much give your feet never ache at the end of the dance. Combine that with a décor that is right out of the Middle Ages, complete with the biggest chandelier I’ve ever seen. If Merlin walked out during intermission I wouldn’t be surprised.

It’d be so cool to see Merlin do a cha cha, don’t you think?

These dances are more expensive than our club dances at around 15 bucks a piece, but when you don’t have to stay all night they’re affordable. People travel great distances to dance at both these venues. To have them almost at our doorstep makes us feel very lucky indeed.