That is the rumor we heard. How exciting, if this is the last belly dance Spring Fest show in the Horticulture Bldg. at the Utah State Fair Park! So come one come all and check out how great this venue is. If you know a belly dancer and we know you do; I bet they are in this show. You should surprise them by coming to see those bellydancers.

Whirlwinds on at 3:16pm and Shasha's solo at 7:09pm!!!!!!!!

Do not worry! The Spring Fest will continue on. We will keep you posted on the location of this most wonderful event where everyone has a chance to belly dance on a beautiful stage listening to their music full blast! Yah!

MG, you should tell us about the time you were in Germany and fell 40 feet off a cliff. Scary ! Do you have ptsd from that?

MG - Okay so I was not in Germany, but when I was 18, just freshly graduated from high school, I decided to take a little trip with my friends to Havasupai, and Indian reservation in Arizona. You have to hike a million miles to get down in there, will all your stuff. I'd been before. This time was special though, because this time, I almost died. While scaling the canyon walls of the river in between 2 between 2 beautiful waterfalls with my friend Danielle, my feet slipped out away from the jutting rocks, and I fell to the river below. On a rock, about 35 feet down. As I was falling, I looked at Danielle, with an 'Oh fuck, what is happening look?!!!" She had the same look on her face. I heard Danielle scream. I landed with a big flat thud on my left side, my feet crumpled, then my legs all the way to my head. Dizziness....then reality. I thought I should try to get up, and the pain that shot through my hip was incredible, unexpected. I started crying, I knew I messed up. I yelled out for help. Danielle was trying to figure out a way down to the river from the bank above - some guys swimming in the river ahead of me walked over. I think they went to get help from the camp sites nearby, I don't know. But a nurse, who happened to be camping there, came to me, and helped me calm down. The Indian tribe called for medical, and a helicopter came down the canyon to whisk me away. All my friends/onlookers/gawkers helped carry me in a stretcher, for a mile, to where the helicopter could land. I had to pee really bad, I thought I was going to explode. I was taken to a hospital in Flagstaff I think. They took care of the pee emergency, and then there were a few hours of excruciating pain while x rays were taken. After that they injected me with Morphine, and the next week was a peaceful slumber. Some people came in and out, I don't remember who though. I had broken my arm, my hip, and my ankle. Then my lucky parents drove to Flagstaff and picked me up. I rode in the back of the car holding a catheter, ahh the memories. When we got back home, I spent another week in the hospital, and then another 2 months in a wheelchair. Breaking bones hurts!!! And that's what happened to me. And I think someone looks out for me, guess it wasn't my turn to die afterall.

MG again - Come see us at Springfest!! The biggest SLC bellydance show all year - everyone else will be there ;)

Shasha- Well well well. How about some fucking spacer breaks? HUH?! j/k har har

Good night! We are ready for Springfest! And you suck, Cakes :P