Oh, I almost forgot. There was actually one Mexican that was part of the group that I did dance with. He was in the Navy and looked clean-cut and well dressed. He also danced well. He was even present during the "don't dance with Mexicans" speach. Later when I found out he was Mexican I sort of looked at him quizically wondering what his thoughts were. He smiled and said, "nope, they are right and I totally understand. Doesn't bother me a bit." He's the one that actually taught me bachata. I don't remember his name though.