Last night we went to Tango lessons at this awesome space on Sarmiento and Medrano (a few blocks away from our apartment). It seemed to be an abandoned cathedral/warehouse full of awesome, original paintings replete with a huge makeshift heart made out of what looked like red silk or satin tapestries. I don't think I've seen anything like it before.
The interior housed a bar/restaurant with a lounge area along the sides of the dancefloor. It was dimly lit to set the mood, and at 9:30 we started our lessons. It was pretty funny watching everyone try to get around the dancefloor (we were basically stumbling over one and other). My partner was a "couch surfer" who opens his home to other couch surfers in Mexico in return for the same favor in their respective countries (actually a pretty neat thing). He did tell me that few to no Americans are couch surfers because they (we) are very suspicious and do not trust others by nature. Suffice to say, we weren't a good tango pair, but it was fun nonetheless.
After trying out the 8 steps of beginner's Tango, we headed back to the apartment to catch the tail end of the Lakers/Celtics game... and we all know how that ended! YAY LAKERS! I can't wait to watch tomorrow night; it will be a busy sports day since Argentina plays South Korea in the morning. I have noticed many signs on the doors of businesses that say "for the month of the World Cup, we are only open 2 hours a day". WHAT?! If only you could find a business that would take a month hiatus in order to be able to follow the World Cup in the USA!
Today I went to El Microcentro to meet my boss in the early afternoon. It was great to get out of Palermo. My first bus ride was insane! People were pushing me from behind because I had no idea what I was doing! Thankfully the bus driver was kind enough to help me, but I had a feeling everyone was staring at me for the remainder of that bus ride wondering how it could be difficult to put 1.20 pesos in a machine. Not to worry, the bus ride back went very smoothly!
I miss you all,
Besos,
Sam
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