Tango after midnight

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dingy streets, dodgy salami, late night tango.
Tango classes are stalling somewhat,its difficult for the man at the start as you have to learn the moves and guide the lady but the rewards can be great... silk adorned mermaids await in dingy sultry ball rooms with the fans blowing above or outside on a leafy balcony where a smokey brunette might ask you - de donde sos?
The seductive nature of the tango culture is what gives buenos aires appeal, apart from being cheap. Its time to move on though as the noisy polluted backstreets are starting to
impose themselves on my mood. The country awaits, heading north +west through the pampas( flat plains) to Cordoba and skipping along to a ranch in a hippie forgotten town where ex-criminals and artists are sure to be in plenty. San Marcos de sierra.
It happens that a film is being shot in the town on arrival, the main square is perfectly
wild west and it hasn t rained for 8 months . This isnt a book so I won t meander on.
What I will say is that last night we had a great storm and it rained breaking the drought.
Before that all happened, i cooked a wood grilled steak/ribs with nice bottle of mendosa special surrounded by toads. The meat was amazing. Stars are bright in this desert town and upside down.. witnessed a meteorite pierce the atmosphere and burn up! well am off to hippie
museum now and the North awaits me and my companion tomorrow.
few more photos on there way, having problems with videos ! mts. files if anyone knows how to convert them to mov. files?
ciao ciao

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