Carlos by Regina - Guest Author of Bob's Blog

If Confiteria la Ideal took on human form it would be Carlos; black suit, white shirt, tie and Tango Salon danced with elegance, precision and such beauty.
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We had two lessons, nominally of an hour but after 3 we had to force him to stop! We went to his apartment on Arenales where his studio floor had masking tape to check we could walk a line, giro a circle and keep our feet the correct distance apart when in the embrace. He is full of enthusiasm for true tango to be danced the right way. 'Pause, intention, action' , 'tak, tak, tak...' as we move in time to the music. 'Rosanna...watch' ;'Bob, elegance, scoop', 'NO!', 'the floor is your friend', 'Practice, practice...'.

The surroundings in Ideal fit him as well as his suit - he would blend into Cafe Tortoni in contrast to the tourists who are like pimples on an otherwise perfect skin. His enthusiasm for tango and for us to learn tango is boundless and we cannot get to the man behind the tango master. He is an enigma, an intrigue, a fascination. What has influenced his passion for tango? Loneliness? Loss? Only his dark brown eyes and his beautiful persona hide a tortured soul. He represents Buenos Aires in all it's facets, he represents the Buenos Aires tango that we will sadly miss.