Imagine an ancient flute carried on the night wind, the pounding of drums, as the dancers whirl...The fires are lit as the full moon beckons and night cools the hot desert sands. Coins jingle and tassels sway before the black tents of the Bedouins...The dumbeks beckon and the mizmar calls, vying for attention from bejewelled and sequined dancers...
Join us as we explore the magic that is Raks Dunya!-World Dance