I celebrated the start of a new year the same way I did last year: I piled into El Corte in Nijmegen, The Netherlands, with about 250 other tango dancers. This photo is from one of the quieter moments on the dance floor. I think it was about 2 PM on New Year’s Day. The … Continue reading New Year in Nijmegen
I wasn’t sure if I should accept the cabeceo. I hadn’t seen this leader dancing before, so I wasn’t sure what it would be like to dance with him. But I was new to the milonga—every dance would be a bit of a gamble, and I was feeling daring. As soon as we started dancing, … Continue reading Tango Bliss
I just finished reading The Church of Tango: A Memoir. It was perfect. I am familiar with the author, Cherie Magnus, from her blog Tango Cherie. I have always enjoyed reading about her experiences as an expat living, dancing, and teaching tango in Buenos Aires. I heard about her book when it came out, but I … Continue reading Recommended Reading: The Church of Tango
A couple of weeks ago, a friend was visiting Köln and invited me to join him for a tango workshop and milonga there. He also promised pizza beforehand. It was a Friday night, I was alone for the weekend, and he told me exactly what bus and tram to take to get there. I said … Continue reading Public Transit & Tango Just Don’t Mix
Even though I learned tango in southern California, we never had a regular outdoor milonga there. There was a milonga held a few times on the San Diego Bay, but it didn’t last. There’s something lovely about dancing outdoors with the sun and the ocean breeze: So I find it kind of entertaining that here … Continue reading Outdoor Tango
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