Breakfast at Tiffanies (well Tomato actually)

On our fist night as promised,we headed off to Salon Canning. Looks like I am in trouble again because Saturday night is Viejo Correo, oh well I am used to being in the doghouse.

On our walk down we were asked directions,nothing makes you feel a part of the city more than being able to point a local in the right direction. This has happened a few times to me now, and every time it gives me buzz.

Salon Canning was crowded but not the usual no room to swing a cat crowded, there was a certain amount of bumping on the floor but  I only saw one instance of dance floor rage. I was however a bit tense, being unused to the Buenos Aires crowds, Viv was having trouble following and I was finding it hard to find space, but as this was our first night and we would not be out too long, I can live with that.

It has been suggested that we have a try at the local championships, only for experience of course, we would not really stand any chance, Viv is non too keen on the idea and after tonight it is probably best if we keep a low profile.

As we danced around the floor Viv caught her heel in something, it was in fact a table cloth as she turned she demolished the table, all the drinks bottles, everything hit the floor. The guys there said “no pasa nada” but we had to help them pick everything up including the two signs that said judges.

We left soon after this, not out of embarrassment but because I wanted to be up to see the Spanish Gran prix.

We have a favourite cafe called Tomato and when we turned up at quarter to eight (quarter to one UK time) we asked them to put on the projector television for us, they obliged us and we sat there for two hours eating a leisurely breakfast and lots of coffee, things have gone up here somewhat it cost us the equivalent of £10 unthinkable even a year ago.

After watching another Brawn one two we set off to catch up with a few friends and then do some more shopping (don’t get too excited ladies, boring stuff, food a toaster that sort of thing). Expecting more socialising this afternoon followed by Sunday night at Fulgor.

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4 responses to “Breakfast at Tiffanies (well Tomato actually)

  1. tangobob

    I think as leader I should take some resposibility, but that would not be funny, so I won’t.

  2. Anna

    I couldn’t help laughing at Viv’s demolition job, classic!

  3. tangobob

    Thanks we enjoyed meeting you to, lets meet for a coffee when you have time, or we could meet at a milonga, watch out for more crazy adventures, when the Finches are in town disaster is never far away.

  4. Welcome guys! Twas a delight to meet you both, hear your wonderful accents that are absolutely the closest to my family I have been in months – so funny how I react to stuff like that now, but I love it!
    So good to hear of tango thriving in Shropshire, and looking forward to visiting this summer.

    Quite an arrival in BsAs eh? Destroying the Metropolitano judges’ table in Canning! Brilliant blogging material!

    Hasta pronto, SC

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