I was exhausted last night. My intent was to go to a tango dance (called a milonga) and not dare (a) either wear my crazy new shoes or (b) actually dance, but to see the Tangueros in action. Of course, this does not take place until after 1 in the morning (on a THURSDAY,) and I'm not exactly a night owl. So, the plan was to take a late dinner in the neighborhood, take a nap, and head back out. I'd be taking a cab back and forth, so even if I stayed for a short while, at least I did it. I tried to go to a new restaurant, but it was closed, so I wound up back at Marcelo's favorite Palacio de la Papas Fritas. Had a rather boring (yet huge) plate of fried merluza (alternating fish and meat, as is every other tourist I've met...), a side of mashed pumpkin (bland, but a welcome change from the ubiquitous potato), and a monolithic proportioned piece of budim de pan con dulce de leche. Oof. 
I staggered off to bed, had a terrible night's sleep that I never really woke up from (alarm was still on NY time, duh.)
This morning, after a quick jaunt to get my leather pants made, after my second tango lesson (I love tango now, by the way,) I went with Georgie and Andy to La Boca, a neighborhhod often referred to as 'dodgy at night.' I was happy to have company, because everyone warns about the danger of La Boca.
It
was glorious. There is a small strip, admittedly touristy, filled with outdoor restaurants, tango dancers, singers, bandeon (accordian) players... colorful and alive. We had lunch (pasta for me this time... tasty but overcooked) and walked around for a spell.
I staggered off to bed, had a terrible night's sleep that I never really woke up from (alarm was still on NY time, duh.)
This morning, after a quick jaunt to get my leather pants made, after my second tango lesson (I love tango now, by the way,) I went with Georgie and Andy to La Boca, a neighborhhod often referred to as 'dodgy at night.' I was happy to have company, because everyone warns about the danger of La Boca.
It
was glorious. There is a small strip, admittedly touristy, filled with outdoor restaurants, tango dancers, singers, bandeon (accordian) players... colorful and alive. We had lunch (pasta for me this time... tasty but overcooked) and walked around for a spell.
2 comments:
I see "Dancing with the Stars" in your future, in those awesome shoes. BTW, the pictures didn't show up in yesterday's post so I was really surprised to see the closeup of the incredible purple shoes. Oh, to have skinny feet. Please check your e-mail. ILY, Mom
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