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A day in the life of a milonguera.

Waiting for the 124 Autobus

Ahh, the city of Buenos Aires stretches before my eyes as I sit on the 124 Autobus to go to El Beso.

It is only a 15-minute ride from my apartment located on Montevideo Street near Quintana to El Beso, but the neighborhood changes from residential Recoleta to a more commercial area, especially after we cross Avenida Cordoba.


Walking the two blocks to catch the 124 bus, I usually see the bus as it is passing by the corner, and it has already picked up its passengers who have waited on the corner.  Luckily, this bus runs frequently.

It’s great to be familiar with Google Maps as you will find not only the bus schedule but also the best way to walk to a location or the best route for a taxi, too.

Google map

If you dig deeper into the maps app, you will learn that you control how you can arrive at a place discovering the options for best route, less walking, and even the route with the greatest accessibility.

Being able to be in charge of location information is one of the best ways of being able to take charge of your transportation needs.

While sitting at a wondow seat on the bus, I am looking out the window as we pass places that I know on Rodriguez Peña calle.

First, there’s Parrilla Peña, a great local parrilla [steakhouse] where service is excellent, and so is the meat.

Then there is the Farmaci Verde, a new discovered  pharmacy that makes tinctures and other non-traditional medicines to order. In another block, we turn the corner, and the bus has arrived at our stop,  Avenida Lavalle and Avenida Callao. The stop for El Beso.

Here on the corner, you’ll walk past Los Galgos, a typical old-school restaurant bar where you can get a drink, a coffee, or a snack or dinner, too. Highly recommend it as the atmosphere is fairly festive and service is typical of any restaurant in the area. Try sitting at the bar itself instead of a table as it’s fun to watch the bartender work.

Crossing the Callao Avenida, we pass Martínez Cafe, whose coffee is good, and you can drink it inside or at the newly installed outdoor tables.

We are walking today and using the diagonal street called Enrique Santos Discepolo to arrive at the corner of Corrientes, passing by a very good theater with a restaurant called Teatro Picadero in this diagonal alleyway.

Just walked through diagonal

Arriving at the corner of Riobamba and  Corrientes, there are two coffee cafes. Both are good. A Havana Cafe and right next door is a Tuo Tempo. Both offer outdoor  and indoor air conditioned seating, which, in my opinion, in the summer months is a viable option.

Finally, as we are crossing the street, we look up, and there is El Beso with its recently acquired new signage, which is officially recognized as the permanent home of the Milongas.

So, opening the door, there are strains of tango music. Depending on the day and time of the week and which organization is running the milonga, this will decide how you are going to be greeted.

My experiences have mostly been during the weekdays and are mostly very positive.  There is a milonga on Thursday night that, in my opinion, is abysmal to attend as they are not welcoming or friendly.

One of my favorite milongas is on Friday afternoons and is called El Abrazo Tango Club. This milonga starts at 3 pm and runs until 8 pm. The hosts are two very amiable [amicable] people Zoraida Fontclara and Diego Alvaro. They have been running this milonga, and this year will be 28 years.

They are all that you want, in folks who organize Milongas, friendly always asking if all is good, have quite a variety of male taxi dancers available, and a very good DJ.

Now that I have arrived here, I find my seat. I catch the eye of the waitress and order my copa de champan. It’s time to put on my dance shoes and watch the dancers. I look to see old friends and acknowledge them. I am watching the floor, looking for my first cabeceo of the afternoon.

I am in my happy place.

I am a tango dancer.
I write tango stories.
I am a tango photographer.

My name is Ruth Offen. Welcome to travelingtango.com

Greetings from Buenos Aires

Recoleta Park with it’s giant menorah.

Happy New Year!

Happy Hannuka and Merry Christmas

It’s the time of year to both look-back and look forward.

So, a recap, this year we spent 3 months living in Barcelona, one month exploring Croatia in a campervan, and enjoying an adventure.  Two weeks in Krakow dancing at two very different Tango festivals.  After two weeks in Helsinki, we explored this northernmost city in late September when it was so cold here.  We even decided to go further north to Rovaniemi on the Artic Circle to see the Northern Lights, we were fortunate and did see them if only a fleeting view. Next off, a week in France for tango camp with Liz and Yannick Vanhove. Then, a couple of weeks of dancing tango in Porto and Lisboa, returning to Delray Beach in mid-October, where we lived until early December.  We did something wonderful and crazy as we went to Venice to dance tango when the temperature was barely in the 50s. After almost 2 weeks there, we returned to Buenos Aires, where the weather is currently a comfortable 75 degrees.

Ahh Venice so pretty & so cold then

I am not sure how many miles we flew or airports we waited in, but we had some wonderful experiences. Taking the local bus from Rovinj, Croatia to Pula, Croatia, to visit one of the oldest intact coliseums. Taking the train from Estacion de Francia in Barcelona to Stiges, a well-known beautiful beach community about an hour south of Barcelona.  We flew to Rome for a tango encuentro when the city was its hottest in mid-July.  Too many people in Rome I would like to return, just not in summer.

And now, I am back in one of my favorite cities in the world. It’s so nice to be in a place I do call home.

Avenida Corrientes at night

We have connected with some old friends, but as this is the holiday season, most folks are preoccupied with family, especially here in Argentina.

Lots of tango at the milongas that we prefer, but there is so much tango in so many  places in this city. It is wonderful.

San Telmo Market

We currently have a good friend visiting from the States. This is her second trip here, and she is loving her time here. Dancing and shopping and dancing and shopping. As she is a successful independent woman, her tango action plan was to take private classes from a great teacher. Go out dancing nightly with a taxi dancer. [For those of you who don’t know, a taxi dancer is an excellent dancer who is hired to dance exclusively with a person for the time period that is negotiated and at a fixed price in US dollars]  All this ensures that she will have an excellent time dancing for two hours with an excellent dancer at a milonga. AHH, for many, this is tango heaven.

Maximo, me, and Suzanne

And she will continue doing this for another week.  She is doing this now, as her hometown milongas are not filled with taxi dancers or even many wonderful leeds. Unfortunately, this is true for many places in the world, too.

So as we prepare to go to  New Year’s Eve milonga at the Abasto Hotel this evening. I reflect on the times here in Buenos Aires.

Dancing at El Beso

Yes, there are many changes, especially in the exchange rate here as Dolar Blue and the official currency exchange rate only differ by 100 pesos.

Yes, it is more expensive to eat out at restaurants with prices bordering what you pay for dinner in the US.

But yes, it is Buenos Aires the capital of tango. The corazón of tango.

Orchestra Los Herederos del Campos

This city is home to many beautiful tango orchestras and home to many beautiful milongas. Home to many beautiful cafes. Home to many wonderful people as well. It’s the people who make the city marvelous.

For me, Buenos Aires is a sort  of a home. It is the home of my heart.

Maximo and I

My wish for you is happiness in your heart and calm in your soul. Finding comfort in friends and family.

Abrazo y besitos,

Thank you for taking the time to read me.

First Day. Return BsAs

Montevideo y Quintana

Wow, it was so wonderful to return to BsAs. 

When we arrived, after we finished with customs and immigration we walked through the departure, gates, we were so surprised by the number of folks waiting at the airport for friends or family. It was so crowded. People standing with homemade signs, others with flowers, and professional drivers holding name signs. All these people were waiting.

Walking with our luggage cart, we found the door that our driver wanted us to meet at.
We found our driver Daniel who will transport us to our rental apartment in the city. This is an apartment I have rented a few times before. A bright and sunny two-bed and two-bath apartment on the quiet side of the building on Montevideo Avenue. My apartment is located in what is considered the most beautiful part of the city, Recoleta. I agree, that’s why I rent it.

Maximo with the baggage cart in Venice

When we arrived, we were greeted by the doorman, Javier, as if we were family. Yes, we welcome you back to Buenos Aires. Going up in the elevator was memorable as we chatted about this 85-year-old elevator when it was broken down last year for about a week. 5th floor walk up! 

We meet with my agent, getting all the paperwork and money sorted for the apartment. Then, when all the paperwork was finished, we found we were exhausted after flying from Madrid for 12 hours.

Unfortunately, I can’t sleep on a plane no matter how many melatonin gummies I’ve eaten. But I did exist in this semi
zombie state of sleep for 4 hours, so I am guessing this counts for some type of sleep state.

We collapsed on the bed and slept for 5 hours. Upon waking up, we realized we needed to shop for food as the fridge was empty. We walked to the Carrefour market that was close by and bought staples for breakfast. Deciding we were a bit hungry, we had a bite to eat, and our first cup of Argentina coffee. It was good.

Coffee at El Correro

We returned to the apartment and once again collapsed on the bed and slept until 10 the following day. We woke to a text from a friend saying she would arrive shortly. We got up and were ready for the day, and what a typical day in Argentina the day  turned into.

If you have lived here, it will take a moment to remember that in Argentina, time is fluid and not an exact science like in the USA. Being up to 30 minutes late is acceptable. When I first lived here, this habit made me crazy. I had gotten used to it, but after being in the USA for a while, this is something I have to recall and remember to slow down again.

Buenos Aires

After visiting my favorite hair salon, Shock Therapy, for a wash and blow, we decided to do some other errands and needed to take the bus.

First, we tried to refill the Sube transport cards, but we’re unable to do so. After 2 attempts, we said we would try again later.

We grabbed a taxi to go crosstown as we thought we didn’t have enough money on our Sube cards to cover the fare for 3 people.

Now taxis have also doubled in price, too. When you sit down in the cab, the fare begins at 1900 pesos.

After finishing up at a friend’s apartment, we decided once again to try the bus. We’ll see if we have enough money to pay our fares. We boarded the bus, paying our fares, thinking this would get us all the way home. As we proceeded down, Avenida Entre Rios, we got stopped in front of the legislative building on Avenida Callo by a demonstration. As is typical of that section of the city,  there was a protest going on, which shut down the traffic. We were asked to leave the bus after just paying the fare, 2 blocks earlier.

Protest at Legislative Building

We walked across the street to the next bus stop, waited a few minutes, and boarded another bus. My partner told the driver that we had just paid when we were asked to get off the bus because of the protest and that we should not pay again. The driver agreed.

After getting off at our bus stop, we tried again to add money to our transit cards at a couple of different locations, including the train station itself, but none of the machines were working and an oficial  person was not to be found. Typical process for Argentina. I have been told that there is a new app that works for public transportation. I will download it and see if it will work for me.

We went home for a short siesta, and then it was time for dinner. We talked about going to one of our favorite parrillas as we hadn’t had a really good steak in the 9 months of traveling, so it was time.

Interior Parrilla Peña

We went by bus a short distance to the restaurant. It was almost 8 pm early for dinner by Argentinean standards, and the restaurant Parrilla Peña was just starting to get busy.

Our favorite waiter was there, but we weren’t able to sit in his service area. We were close by.  We looked at the menu. The prices were almost doubled for the meats, and the wines had increased by about 40 %.

We ordered our favorites and enjoyed ourselves.  Remembering how big the portions are, we ordered our usual. We had a leftover steak to make steak salads for the following night’s meal. My favorite.


With our leftovers in hand, we walked to the bus stop around the corner.

Having a wonderful dinner with a visiting friend from the States

We skipped dessert at the restaurant, opting to go to an incredible Italian ice cream place, but our bus had other plans as we passed by the stop for the Italian ice cream. So, no Italian ice cream.

Instead, we  went to one of the best local Argentinan ice cream places,  Volta. Ahh, great Belgian chocolate flavor, one of my favorites.

We strolled the short distance from the ice cream place to our apartment, dropping off our friend at her hotel.

As we walked into our apartment, we both said, “What a horrible day we had today.” It is our joke. We use this expression when we have had a good day filled with things that either work out really well or don’t function at all, to anything  in between. This reminds us that we are alive!

So there it is.
Welcome back to BsAs.

Airport Madrid Waiting..


Next story about our returning to the Milongas.

 

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