One, two three, one two, three … it’s such a beautiful feel, the waltz or vals or valse, depending on which language you prefer. The tango vals is particularly beautiful – it has all the wonderful motion of the three beats, with soaring melodies over the top. Similarly, the dance has quite quick footwork, but with a largesse in its lines.
I always get a kick out of learning something new, and this month in Buenos Aires has been like a giant kick up the bum! I’ve learned to get by in Spanish, negotiate a new city and dance a new and very difficult dance. I still have a an awful lot to learn, but I’m making progress. I danced my last dance in Buenos Aires this evening, and even though ladies are not really allowed to ask gentlemen to dance (it’s always the other way around), I asked my teacher, Juan-Pablo, for my last tango in this fair city. He kindly obliged and danced me around the floor with expertise, playfulness and love.