tango festival

There’s a a buzz in the soggy and damp air in Wellington as we begin the build up to the tango festival.


What to wear? How will our feet last the distance? Will there be new people in town? Will we have time to eat? Will there be enough coffee?

The “what to wear” has been exercising the minds of some of us and last weekend we visited Soup, a very chichi shop in Blair Street, where amongst the designer second-hand clothes I found a sweet little sequined waistcoat for $45.00 and a wonderful polka dot dress for summer. Friends had fun trying on Diane Von Furstenberg and Trelisse Cooper.

It’s all a bit mad for us relics of the 80s but a lot of fun. It’s about finding the inner girl and the inner girl of the 80s might have been a bit shocked at the girliness of her older sister. If you see what I mean.

But the festival? Workshops on how to turn, stand and get around the floor. Milongas on Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday.

Like a sensible matron I made an appointment with the chiropractor for Monday when I rest up before starting the new job on Tuesday.

And the foot? Lasting the distance thanks to kind-hearted dance partners. In fact with tango the foot is secondary – it’s the connection that counts.

And the plans? Argentina next year.

Good times. Friends might like to read Plain Jane’s blog for her update on the tango build-up. And yes we are both sensible women.


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