Yes, it’s official. I’m hooked on Tango dancing.

It all started a few months ago when I stumbled upon a dance studio by me. Something drew me into the place where I saw the most dreamy looking couple dancing across the floor in this sultry close embrace. But more then that, it looked like they were oblivious to everything else around them…in their own world. The focus was incredible. When I saw them, and the sensuality of that dance, I knew it was for me. And so the love affair started…

Fast forward to my trip to Buenos Aires last month.
I had to go. That’s where Tango began with the Italian immigrants hundreds of years ago. How could I fully immerse myself into something without knowing all there is to know about it?
But btw I’ll never know all there is to know about. Tango is a lifetime process.
More on BA later, including the dish on the handsome Argentinian teacher I met there…