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April 01, 2006tiempo fugitTime Management here is difficult because I have no way of knowing how long it takes to get things done. With so little time left, the sheer quantity of remaining work is daunting. However I’m still walking to each meeting, not just for fun but because a better feel for Porteños and their city will help with my articles. After visiting a specialist shop in Suipacha this morning I'm the proud owner of my very first pair of tango shoes. Through the entire trip the food has been so good that I'm fatter despite all the cycling. There’s no point in getting something that will be too big as soon as I return to a normal size, so rather than the outrageously sexy tango dress that I had been thinking about, I ordered a second pair of custom made dance shoes with built-in supports, teeteringly high heels and soft, supple leather in a wonderful shade of blue. Moving from the Panamericano to the Sheraton Park Tower took far longer than it should. Despite clear written and spoken instructions from the doorman at the Panamericano and some serious nagging on my part, the taxi driver contrived to treat me to a scenic tour via every other Sheraton in Buenos Aires.
At last week's lunch Roberto and Alejandra were amused by my ‘horita’ stories and laughed sympathetically when they heard that trips, visits and meetings seemed to move of their own accord. I’m mortified at the idea I might have to tell them that I've been too disorganised to get a lesson and am embarrassed about how ungrateful it will seem. It’s going to be tight. I am covering a Buenos Aires flamenco club tonight and have to write the piece before getting on the plane, and also need to meet and thank my Porteña friend, take some photos to go with another piece, pack and be ready to leave by 6:15 pm. I hope I can make it.
Posted by carole at April 1, 2006 08:30 PM Comments
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