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After the countless videos, watching the performances by passing Tango teachers, performances by stage Tango dancers, sitting and absorbing Milongas, the one couple that sticks in my mind has to be T and his fiance who met through Tango in Argentina.

Their seamless blending, the fact that she didn't even need to be wearing shoes and their swapping of roles. Even though I was exposed to this early on the clueless beginnings of Tango, you could already appreciate the intimacy between the two. In hindsight after a bit more experience, it becomes even clearer that, that would be the ultimate Tango experience.

It's like staring at something without the tools to understand it, then later when you come back with the tools in hand, it hits you, "ah hah!" that's what it is! It's like being told, "this will be useful in life later, trust me", and staring at math sets that have no correlation with your life, until later when you're facing a job assessment and the echoes of past teachings hit you again.

""Don't ever be sorry in tango.
Tango does not know right steps, wrong steps.
I lead you, I think, to one way,
You go another,
That's not wrong,
That's life.
That's a man and a woman"

Made new friends in Tango here, clicked with a couple of people, got my basics going again. Time to start afresh.

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  1. I understand completely. More than a year after I'd had the lesson, I finally "got" something a teacher was trying to teach. I was so excited that I completely forgot how to follow for several seconds (but that's not the point) - it was an awesome moment of clarity. ;) Then everything can come together for an amazing experience. ::sigh::

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  2. Hi Mari,

    Exactly! Took the quote from your webpage =). It's a good one.

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