on our way
TANGOING tonight in Boston, at the first milonga of the Boston tango festival. I am excited and fearful. I've heard that there are always too many followers in Boston, and I will be alone, except for my parents, and completely at the mercy of the leaders there. If I have two tondas with a man who is not my father I will be very grateful. Manhattan, last summer, was very friendly. In DC I met my little Peruvian "tango professional", Ponti, and he never let me go. Toronto was not very friendly, I danced with one man that was not of our party....
and now dad needs the computer because we're on our way withe the gps
and now dad needs the computer because we're on our way withe the gps