To enjoy Cali fully, it helps to know a bit of salsa so I cut straight to a few private lessons (scroll down for locations); then each night was spent practicing in the bars. Initially, a few awkward dances took place. This is the same for any new skill, I thought to myself, as I forced myself to approach the Colombian bellezas. We must battle through the small failures; small losses for future large gains. Soon I had enough to get by.
The standard (like almost anywhere) is for the man to ask the woman to dance and the expectation is for them to accept the invitation. To not accept seems to almost be considered cruel. Therefore with a few dancing skills it seems that any male can be dancing with virtually any woman however unappealing he may be. An interesting concept in a city with arguably some of the world’s most beautiful women.