After the competition was done and all the prizes had been given out, the fiddlers started playing for dancing. Fiddlers have varying ranges of awesomeness - sometimes apparently some of them are really *on* for dancing. Me, I can't tell the difference, but I did notice that the party got a lot better when this one guy started playing after midnight.
The woman in red in that picture is an American from our group - she competed in couple dance and won her category, which is totally awesome. She's dancing with an old Norwegian man, which is basically what the evening was about. And lemme tell ya, those old guys, they're good dancers. The dancing went on til about 2, when we all stumbled back to the hotel for the after-party, in the room of a retired fiddler (retired not voluntarily, but because of a terrible accident that damaged his left hand).
This picture is, like, total Norwegian party. There are way too many people in that room. There are especially way too many people on that bed. Two people in the picture are wearing bunad. And there's not only a guy playing the fiddle, there's a couple dancing. Also, somehow not captured in the picture, there's a very high alcohol-to-person ratio and a lot of salty snacks.
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God, Norwegian dancing is so commercialized and slick now. Everyone does it for the prizes, the trophies, and the oversized checks. Goddamn sellouts.
Don't give up hope, though - I've heard of an underground twirling cadre in Servenhammach that dances in abandoned subway stations, just for the love of spinning and stomping. It's so pure.
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