Tango in Buenos Aires

The tango is so intimate that one gets confused; you fall in love with the tango and you fall in love with the tango dancer.

About two years ago now, I traveled to Buenos Aires in Argentina and met some amazing people. I’ve been writing a lot about Paris lately (from Paris, France to Paris, Las Vegas). An update from my trip to the Paris of South America seemed in order this month. Vámonos a la Argentina.

“Sin Calles ni atardeceres de Buenos Aires no puede escribirse un Tango” ~Without the streets nor dusks of Buenos Aires a Tango cannot be written (Jorge Luis Borges)

As you know I participated in some art festivals over the summer, and one couple I met there was planning to open a dance school in Calgary. I quickly learned they had been working on their studio for about six months, and had not been able to open yet due to the delays in construction and renovation of their space. I was truly impressed by their plans to create such a magnificent space for their dream.

It also gave to think…