I feel both old and strangely revived after visiting the Dance Parade in Paris. Extremely loud hiphop has torn away the last shreds of eardrums I possessed, whereas I usually prefer jazz or tacky 70′s dance classics. But the energy seems to radiate from the tens of thousands who visit this huge open-air dance festival, so I promise myself to go again next year, without a camera, and become part of “it” instead of being an observer staking out the next photographic opportunity…