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Haiku #23

Departure from Buenos Aires
My Buenos Aires…
The city of such extremes.
Another tanda?

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Eve of departure..

My last trip here, I went for an obligatory trip out to Viruta’s on my last day, and had a single tango set….just to end the trip properly, even for my low beginner’s level. Now I am in a different frame of mind.
Around the corner from my guesthouse is a pseudo-Irish bar; about [...]

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Saturation point

I find myself in yet another group class Saturday after a day looking for trinkets and such for those I am thinking of at home. The combination of figures should not be that hard for me; each element something I can readily do. Yet the mind, or the body, rebels, and [...]

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Bonus round

My next-to-last session with my instructor dealt again with creativity, posture, and also introduced leading women’s sacadas, which are a cool waltzy-kind of thing to add on.
A group lesson later in the pm with an individual who had been a guest instructor in the states and whose floor I had promised [...]

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The black T-shirt rule

A (short) visit and one set this evening at Nino Bien, a historic floor. Last night found me visiting the milonga Maldita on Calle Peru. It was good to see an orquestra tipica, live, with Argentine young people doing what their parents and grandparents before them have done. Fatique, [...]

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Yoopers

A real “Yooper” is someone from the “U.P. – the “Upper Penninsula” of Michigan; the most rural part of my home state. It’s hard to define, as there are people like myself who want to be “cool” and say we are yoopers when in fact we have only spent some small parts of [...]

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Out on the town

A evening visit to the parrilla “La Brigada” in San Telmo and conversation over carne, vino, and verdulia. The full BsAs experience, and the funniest yak story I have ever heard (My companion at table has also been to the Himalayas). A walk to a milonga — closed! [...]

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Day II

The potential practice partner I thought to be “Russian” based on an email misunderstanding turns out to be a Brazilian, albeit still with a communications barrier. However I have a tango companion at the guesthouse, a Russian who lives in the states. He is passing through on the way to a scientific [...]

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Connections..

The elusive tango connection is not the only kind one finds oneself looking for…
Today I missed the first of my connections; the delivery of a gift to a coworker’s family member. I was at the assigned place and time, I am certain ..but failed to connect. One of the two of us [...]

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Like any other city, she never shows you the same face twice. New cafe’s at the sites of those I knew. It seems that San Telmo is getting “cleaned up” in some respects, but this seems to take away from its charm. The exchange rate is favorable, but [...]

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