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As promised in a week when I have not done much Tango I thought I would tell the story of another of my photos.



This is the story of the day we went to the planetario.
I had for some time wanted to see it, and as progress on our apartment was stalled, we thought we would take advantage of a beautiful summers day to walk across Palermo to Libertador. On the way we visited all the national gardens, French, Dutch and German. The heat was really getting to me so we stopped in a hat shop, for something to shade my head.  I had my hair quite short in preparation for the heat, but I was totally unprepared for the forty degrees plus that it reached. The top of my head was also burning through my now thin thatch. so there was nothing for it but a hat.
Luba said when she saw it that I looked like a yanqui, and I think all the shop owners agreed, because suddenly everyone was over charging me.
When we finally reached the planetarium we grabbed the first ice cream vendor we could find and then hid under a tree.
Now for the exciting bit, but no! after all that walking, “Cerado para reparaciones” it seems the school holidays is the best time to close for repairs, but as it was Christmas they did have a very nice poster to view, with a picture of Saturn looking like a Christmas bauble.
I have included some photos of Avenida Libertador that I took on the way, as well as the park lands around the Planetario and Libertador.
I was very impressed with the tennis club, it seems it was built by the British to make themselves feel at home. The guy standing outside though did not seem impressed with us, and when he started approaching us in a purposeful manner, it was time for a quick exit.
We returned very footsore but had enjoyed some nice views on the way. I still have not been inside the planetarium though, perhaps I will next time.


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Back to the grind

The Christmas and new year festivities are over, and along with most of Britain, I am back to the daily grind.

Mondays Tango class saw a new influx of beginners, and judging by first impressions, we could have a whole new crowd joining this wonderful world.

Also among these new arrivals was Viv, she has agreed to attend Mondays, if I let her go to line dancing on a Tuesday, more of this later.

The basic class went well, nothing but walking so far, but it was a challenge just to stop everyone swaying, salsa style. Confidence is always an issue for the men, just believing that the woman will not be there when you step, but all this will come in time.

The intermediate class consisted of a lot of walking in cross. A nice move changing sides with a half ocho. I am afraid this confused some people, and they could not get out of the ocho once they started. This is not my class, so I must be careful, but never the less, I did get some satisfaction when a guy who was having particular problems, finally got it.

The numbers were more or less balanced, now that Viv had joined the class, so this left me free to watch and help where I could. Roberta only appeared when Sharon needed to demonstrate a step. So we have the strange sight of a man being led by a woman. (this would never happen in BsAs).

A nice thing that has happened now is that people are staying from the beginners to practice at the end, hopefully this will continue. If the group continues to grow, I may yet fulfill my dream of having a local Milonga. We plan to soon have a house party as a starter, watch this space.

Back now to Tuesday, no tango I am afraid, just ballroom and sequence, at Flexis in Acrefair. As Viv has gone to line dancing, and released me (for the night only) I can now dance with all the local ladies, unfortunately, this week they were rather thin on the ground, so I was limited to just two. Still it was a good night, shame on those of you who missed it.


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I looks like I am to forever follow in the Chester class.

Sharon wanted to do close embrace, usung the techniques from Sven’s Class, but there was a problem, nine men and only three women. Fortunately as the class continued a few more women arrived (unfortunately also some men). So when the men walked in a circle around the outside of the room, I joined the women in the centre. I have now been renamed Roberta for the sake of the class.

Fortunately I am very hetrosexual, so that when it came to close embrace, it was well understood that there was nothing “gay” about this. It has to be thought of as a hug, like when you score a goal or it is somebody’s  birthday.

Perhaps because I was never, what they call a popular boy when in school, many years ago. I enjoy the fact that I now have some sort of popularity.

At the end of the class one lady complained that she had danced with every man in the room except me. Now those who know me will tell you I am a shy retiring type, so that my first reaction was to  say “Sharon music” I was over in a flash.

I know I will never be one of the great milongueros, but I seem to have achieved a status amongst the beginners, and I have to say I love it.

To the ladies who rush to dance with me I can only say thanks, this world gives me a joy and confidence that I have never had.

There are men out there, I know who think that dancing is a bit gay, you look a bit of a puff, also many belive that it is just too dificult “I have two left feet”. Most of this is just excuses or lack of self conficence, The confidence will come, and after the first time you will wonder why you waited so long, I know I did.

It took many years for me to gain any confidence, perhaps because of my early years, or maybe as some have said, a complete lack of coordination.

If I can do it then anyone can, So what are you waiting for, come on join the dance.

Next week is a Christmas affair, I am not sure what Sharon has in mind, but, if you are not there you won’t be able to join the fun.

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