Maggiolata, Part 5, The last part

Look for parts 1-4 for this to make sense.


We were invited to join Dinah and Allen and their guests at Maggiolata.  For some reason we had just never gone.  And it is much more enjoyable when you can just float into the house and get a glass of wine, or go to the bathroom, or have snacks, or take pictures from a second story window. 


maggiolata, b day 130


maggiolata, b day 132


So here is Dinah (with dark hair) and our friend Nancy, breaking out in a spontaneous polka. 


I have experience with dancing the polka at parades.  Every year, in Vienna, Virginia, where we lived before moving to Italy, the town closes a major 4 lane commuter route to traffic during evening rush hour on the Wednesday before Halloween for a big parade.   Marching bands, kids in costumes, floats.  Much like Maggiolata.   Our neighbor in Vienna, Jane and I would organize for this event like a small army preparing to invade another country.  She would go up early and get a primo parking space right on the parade route.  Other neighbors  would do the same.  That evening, with wagons circled, we would tailgate and drink while the gaggle of kids between them would watch the parade.  Well, this being America, of course you can’t be seen drinking on the streets.  So plastic cups and much digression was the order. 


I am not saying that either Jane or I had too much to drink.  But one year, during the parade, while all the kids were sitting on the sidewalk watching, a band came by and played a polka.  We said, Oh, a polka!  The kids said What’s a polka?  Jane and I both have teaching backgrounds so of course we had to demonstrate.  We stepped just off the sidewalk and into the street in front of the children (not in the middle of the parade) and danced about 20 seconds of a polka.  Then we stepped back on the sidewalk and explained about the origins of the dance.  Not a minute had passed before there was a policeman in our faces.  Ohhhhh, we had broken the line and stepped into the parade!!!!!!!  Much scolding.  Jane assured him that we would not do it again. 


Do you think that happened to Dinah and Nancy?  Hmmm no.  Maybe this is one of the reasons that I live in Italy.  Spontaneous polka is permitted! 


1 Comment

  1. Michael

    Well I don’t know about that…Europeans are not necessarily more spontaneous than Americans! And parade rules vary by place here…I think you would have been allowed to do a quick polka in yesterday’s DC Gay Pride parade without a single problem!!

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