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.
Tango classes are excellent at the Escuela de Tango Mundial de Buenos Aires. Everyday I arrive for a class with a different teacher and I learn something different, but essential. Sometimes we’re all beginners, and other times – like today – I’m the only beginner. Most of the men are gracious enough to dance with me and teach me something. This is what I learnt today: