Today was a horrible, no good, utterly terrible, bad day. I’d rather not discuss the reasons, so don’t ask. However, on Wednesday nights there is a milonga (tango bar) at El Olimpo,. Tonight there was live music, which is awesome, but what was more awesome, was a certain girl I danced with. Nicki and I usually dance with each other, but we do end up meeting different people sometimes. I had seen this girl help with the classes there before, but she appeared to be a student herself. Anyway, my point is that she was amazing. I have danced with a bunch of girls by now, and some professionals, but this was definitely unique. I think maybe that some people can just dance. period. I don’t know exactly what made it so different than other partners, I guess it was more… the gestalt of it, if you will. I want to compare her to a super nice car, although I know that kind of sounds like objectification, but her balance was perfect, and everything was so fluid and seamless, and I could be very subtle with my lead. Don’t get me wrong either, by no means at all am I a great Tango dancer (yet), I’m just super excited after having danced with one.
You know what? I think you sound really tired and maybe that tends to color your day. Just a thought. I can hardly wait to see you tango but know what you mean about “home” – no matter where I’ve lived, no matter how long, I really haven’t found it yet.
I’m glad you got to dance with someone who was a real good dancer. Fun