Today, I finally got a chance to dance tango!  I’ve been dying to go, but hadn’t quite found people to come with, and wasn’t ready to tango with Argentineans without other Americans around.  However, tonight my friends and I headed to the Tango Festival, where a beginner class was offered.  I finally learned the basic step for the tango, but the most interesting time came after the class was over.  They left the music on, so while people were milling around for a while, an old Argentine man in a white suit, about 9 inches shorter than me, asked me to dance.  He started leading steps I did not know and expected me to just follow.  Somehow he had gotten the impression that I actually knew what I was doing.  I’m not really sure how that happened, but even when I told him it was my first day of tango, he just kept going.  We danced for a good 15 minutes, me smiling and trying to figure out exactly how all this was happening.

Location: Bartolomé Mitre 575, Buenos Aires, Argentina