Dance, Dance, Dance
On the second day in Buenos Aires I rushed into the tango studio for my first class all confused: it felt all wrong about the city. The rocky romantic image I was carrying in my head before arriving to Buenos Aires seemed to crash against the harsh reality I stepped into. A gloomy polluted winterish ‘aires’ felt not ‘buenos’ enough. I was frustrated.
Read moreIguazu Falls
Iguazu waterfalls is a must-see once you’re in Argentina indeed. An easy 2 hours flight from Buenos Aires’ local airport, located almost downtown, makes it a quick but impressive 1 day/1 night adventure. There are numerous options of hotels at Iguazu, but there’s only 1 hotel located in absolute proximity to the waterfalls on the territory of the National Park and that is Sheraton. Yes, very expensive.
Read moreA bad day in Argentina
It happens. It would be strange if it wouldn’t. Some days are just bad. They are awful. Terribly unbearable. Seems there is no reason for that, but that’s a fact. The Bad Day has come. And as this pitiful day miserably drags itself from morning to the bed time, you start looking for the reason of your pathetic mood — is it the retrograde of the Mercury? Or maybe I’ve put up some weight and hate the reflection in the mirror?
Read moreHow to make Alfajores cookies
At least for me for sure, and for you will be soon, as soon as you try cooking them, which is very easy and fast. It tastes heavenly tender, melts in your mouth and definitely makes everybody love it and you.
Read moreINYANG BASSEY. Baptism by Fire.
A New York friday night, a friend brings me to the “The Heath” club at McKittrick hotel, a loft on one half filled with darkness, on the other half with small tables, people sitting and standing here and there, and a relatively big stage in the middle, lit with soft but bright colors, sifting through the busyness of the room. “You like dancing, that’s the place to be,” — he said and I danced. I danced as if there was no other people and the live stream of music was flowing in the space direct into me and I was flowing along with the energy evaporating from the stage. As I was drifting in the energy, time has lost its meaning as every moment was the time.
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