I break the rule of milongas that says not to change your shoes at the table all the time. It’s because usually I enter the milonga in the middle of a tanda of music I love and can’t wait. Here I am strapping on shoes to dance with a performer in La Boca who invites me, a complete stranger, up onstage.
Later I will write and write. My hands and feet work. Break the rules. Write already.
Hi! I stumbled on your blog while surfing the net. Simply love your tag line — writing hands, dancing feet. Can so identify with it!!
Cheers!