Tag Archives: Buenos Aires

Chasing A New Sunrise

The sun seems to set too soon over Buenos Aires as Summer comes to a close and I make my way toward the Northern Hemisphere in anticipation of Spring. I have said goodbye to my best friend and watched him … Continue reading

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MASTER para MAESTROS de TANGO

I have spent the past seven days in Tango Teacher Training. All in Spanish – there was too much talking and not enough dancing – which happens a lot in this world. After all these years, my Spanish is still … Continue reading

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¡Qué Quilombo!

I like the word. Even though it’s Lunfardo, you’re supposed to further distort it in polite company – bolomqui – or something like that – because although it pretends to translate to ‘warehouse’, the actual translation is ‘whorehouse’, but it’s … Continue reading

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The Black Roots Of Buenos Aires & Tango

Walking the streets of Buenos Aires you may notice the LACK of people from nations other than Europe and the Americas. You’ve seen her at a milonga: brassy bottle blonde hair, between too much sun, too many cigarettes and too … Continue reading

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Forced To Lie

It’s true – we all lie. I don’t like it much. I try not to do it. But, the situation with the monedas here forces me to lie regularly and I try not to feel guilty about it. It took … Continue reading

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Things That Make Me Smile

I’m tired of the complaining: national complaining, ex-pats complaining and my own complaining. When I walk out the door now I make an effort to appreciate at least one thing about this city. Yesterday, a young man riding his bicycle … Continue reading

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Pest Control

We don’t have rats in Alberta. Over 50 years ago the provincial government waged war at the border to keep out rats traveling from the east where they disembarked European ships after WWII. I saw my first rat en vivo … Continue reading

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