Saturday night I got into my favorite black dress, put my “Princess” shoes into my purse, and went to the milonga, where I had an evening full of wonderful conversation, good music, and a moment of Tango Bliss. My feet are screaming at me as I’d been in heels all day and then was dancing, but really - it’s a small sacrifice and well worth it. :-) I relaxed, I trusted, I closed my eyes and smiled. I was in my element. I remembered why I dance Tango in the first place and it felt very reassuring.



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Tango is in your blood Tina, not even a missing limb is going to keep you off the dance floor.
:)I’m so glad you had such a good time! I, on the other hand, seem a bit out of it in the last few days… (argh). Hope I get as lucky as you and it does come back!!!
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