AH, so a few days have passed since I came. I am getting used to the Argentinian city bus that sounds like 10 Swedish buses passing at the same time. I am also getting used to the noise and the BENOS aires from the traffic... And to getting lost more or less all the time. The tango map is strange cause it is uspide down compared to the one that shows how the buses go! And then all streets are in quadratic blocks, like in New York, so it should basically be impossible to get lost. But yesterday, when I was looking for the three tango shoe shops that are in the same area, I managed to get lost three times... My feet are not in the best condition, as you may understand, after getting lost and after dancing until 4 in the morning. So today I took my trainers to go to the private class for the second time. But my fellow partner didn't come! He showed up 20 minutes late and he had been just across the street, eating, and had got confused with his and the waiters watch/time... Funny, these Canadians. And their accent in French. Instead of understanding a hundred, 100, "cent", I understand "seins" (breasts).... :) Which can be very funny in a conversation.
Also I got invited to a dinner with my host lady. She came home by taxi, while being in the restaurant (!) and invited me saying: I am having dinner right noow wanna come?... And I had the huuugest FLAN ever. Ate half of it. My flatmate the american brought her half back in a doggy bag!
Danced later yesterday night with a Belgian guy called Bart with a moustache going backwards. Imagine. Some good dances there. Out now to see if there is some Tango fashin shops in the neighbourhood, cause it said so on the tango map.

Hasta later