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Entering the church from the north side there is just a landing at ground level. I don’t know what is upstairs. For the dance classes we go down. If you know where you are going its extremely simple to get to the right room just turn ninety degrees left when you get to the bottom of the first flight of stairs, and follow the short narrow hallway straight into the room. If you get lost its not a major problem, as if you walk straight at the bottom of the steps you are forced to make left turns until you wind up in the dance class. If you take the stairs to far down the hall will do the same thing to the right once more taking you to the classroom.

It is a large room, and seems rather bland. There are no bright colors or decorations anywhere. It is almost like a small gym without basketball hoops. There are tables and chairs scattered about the outer edges of the room. Four large pillars march down the length of each side of the room. The class dances in the midst of them. It is sometimes difficult to avoid them when the floor is crowded. The floor is hardwood but just about as plain as the rest of the room. For all this dreary scenery the room comes alive as soon as just a few students arrive. There is an air of excitement and camaraderie that seems to unite these strangers if only for the one hour a week we are in class.