Cultural Differences Part Deux

I am really starting to enjoy the entirety of my program group now. I was very hesitant at first seeing as how 10/22 of them are Greek system people. Yikes! But, stereotypes have been broken down and I actually really enjoy them. However, it is like a whole new world. Their ways are strange to me. The main thing is the whole music thing. The Greek system soundtrack, apparently, consists of bad rap and dorky hip-hop. I do love my En Vogue, Salt-n-Peppa, Kanye West, etc. But, that's about as far as my knowledge of the genre really goes.

When we go out to clubs, we usually end up going to clubs that play this type of music. And then there is the dancing. To me, it is not really dancing as much as undulations and groping. Sheila taught me to "break off" which is a dance move I will only do when drunk although I end up feeling absolutely rediculous doing it. I'm too ashamed to explain the details. This whole hip-hop dancingness just plain makes me homesick for our good old fashioned Seattle dance parties which I've come to appreciate as wonderfully unique. Two instances in the past few days made me realize this.

Instance 1:
Before class yesterday, Alex was playing some music on his laptop. Good music, if I may add. Music I actually recognized. I asked him if he had "Don't Stop Believin.'" He rolled his eyes at me saying that of course he would have that timeless Journey classic. He played it and I couldn't stop myself from singing along and swaying. Matt turned to me and said "I cannot believe you like Foreigner."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," I nearly had a heart attack. "First off this is Journey. Second, this song is AMAZING and the best mid-party tune ever." Everyone looked at me like I was crazy. Apparently none of them play the likes of Journey at their parties in Seattle (with the exception of Alex, I'm assuming.) I ask you, have these people not lived???

Instance 2:
Last night, for Brandon's birthday, everyone was going to go downtown to a hip-hop club called Chateau. I would normally go, but I have developed a nasty sore throat and really want to get better before we go to Berlin on Monday. I did hang out for a while in Max, Brandon, and Raijan's apartment though where I had a rather strange conversation with Sarah who is also getting sick. I explained to her why I could not be accompanying them.
"I totally get that. But it's a hip-hop club. So, I have to go," she told me.
"I guess I've just never been that into hip hop."
"Well, I just love to dance, ya know."
"Oh, I mean I really like to dance to," I explained in earnest. "I really really love to dance. I'm quite the dancing fool. But, just not to this kind of music. I'm not used to it at all."
"So you're into techno?" she grasped to understand my non-Greek ways.
"No, more like poppy dancy fun stuff. I don't know how to explain it."
"So dancing for you is like that jumping up and down stuff?"

How could I explain to her that it is so much more? That our dance parties in Seattle are the best in the world? Moral of the story, I felt the most homesick I have yet to feel on this trip. And, it made me anticipate summer sooooo much and our wonderful dance parties where Journey is not just embraced. It is adored.