Ooohhhhhhh
I really want to go to the milonga right now. I had decided against it earlier, but that damn “youtube” has ruined it for me again, and I’m having the itch to dance.
Normally I’d just go - but I’m trying to be careful about my spending, and this is an expensive milonga for me to go to. 10 dollars for the taxi, 5 dollars to get in, 10 dollars to get back home. Ouch! Most milongas in town I can walk to rather easily, so it’s never an issue for me to go, but that taxi ride hurts. If you’re a freelancer like me, you know how it is. And by the time I get ready for it, get to an ATM to get cash to go & all that, it will be pretty late, as this milonga ends at 1:00 am. Up until 6 weeks ago I had a ride to and from the milonga - but things change. I’m too shy to ask other people for rides in the milongas, so that’s just not an option. Fear of rejection, I suppose - I wonder if I could cabeceo a ride home?
Sigh…
I really want to dance right now.
I really want to feel the Ghost.



Related Articles
6 users responded in this post
me too!! youtube is also what got me itching to go out tonight. i have been trying to save my freelancer pennies for venice… but it didn’t work.
luckily, the milonga was at a walkable distance for me… or i would have been forced to stay in and growl my way to bed.
Dear Tina,
May be a coincidence, but tonight a good friend told me: “you have to let your friends take care of you”
Mmmmm…
I’m a lot like you–hesitant to impose myself on people, and ask for things that I may be needing desperately. And I”m trying to remind myself that sometimes, it’s ok to ask a friend for help–or a ride to meet the ghost!!!
Hugs,
Tanguera
Considering the night I had last night, I wish I had stayed home and FedEx’ed you the money to go out and have fun.
I hope you get out there soon. And don’t be shy…I’m sure there’s plenty of people that would be happy to carpool with you and glad you asked them.
Thanks for your support, ladies!
The few times I have asked at that milonga, I’ve been turned down and not in a pleasant way so I get really shy these days. People in Seattle are really funny about helping each other or even becoming friends, but that’s another story. Maybe I’m just still used to living in Italy where friends help each other without even thinking. I get lonely in this town sometimes. BUT, I know not everyone is like that… I have some good people in my life here who I appreciate a lot and who I hope I can help someday too - and if they are reading this I hope they know who they are!!!
In fact, I actually got a nice e-mail from a friend after writing this, telling me that I could ask him for a ride home, which I thought was very sweet. So there ya go!
Good people exist everywhere.
Here’s a weird story: once, a guy at the milonga who I don’t know very well saw me calling a taxi, and he asked me where I lived. I told him, he hemmed and hawed, and asked me how much the cab ride cost. I said, Eh, usually $10. he said, “oh, never mind then. If it cost more like $20 I’d have given you a ride. But $10 isn’t that much, you can afford that.” It confused me. First of all, I never asked him for a ride, and second of all, maybe $10 isn’t a lot for HIM, but it’s a decent amount of money for other people…
See, there are nice people out there for you! Hooray!
As for that wierdo, god, where are some guys learning their manners these days? I know I might be PMSing a little, but that’s just plain rude.
But I’m glad you got your ride to the next milonga and that’s what matters most, right?
that $20 weirdo… stuff like that pisses me off. grr…
Leave A Reply