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Istanbul

Made a holiday out of it this year by combining the Marathon with sightseeing. Istanbul has always had a strong Tango scene. Sometimes I wonder whether cities where "huzun" features so strongly in the DNA of a place creates such fantastic musicality. Do you really have to understand the death and decay in order to move and express yourself? Perhaps?

It makes sense then that they hold their own dancing with such pride. If B.A. is the birthplace, then no doubt, Istanbul is its protege. It's fascinating watching the examples of what an advanced community looks like. The fact that there are so many schools, so many people dancing that no one quite knows everyone else makes you realise that in this community, there is no need to travel elsewhere to find new dancers. They're all here. Every night of the week.

That being said, it was also highly frustrating wanting to dance but not being able to cabaceo. I really need to work on the eye contact thing and get over how shy I feel sometimes! Not to mention two incidences of wrong cabaceo-ing and its time to start growing thicker skin.

In terms of the dances, there really were some magical ones that just took my breathe away. Not to mention just watching some of the dancers makes me want to work even harder at my own moves. But yes, that judgemental fear creeps up ever more with the question, "when are you ever going to be that smooth?"

Who knows right? Sometimes ignorance really is bliss =S.

How can Asia ever compare? Maybe its time to travel to Korea/Japan and take a look :).

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