on saturday night I went to a milonga in "la catedral". I had heard about it, and was told it was amazing. I was imagining something grand and spectacular, but when I arrived outside the building I couldn't help but be bitterly disappointed. the place looked like an old gymnasium or something. all concrete and sadness...
I climbed the rickety old stairs up to the dance hall and as I turned the corner, past the cloakroom, I stopped dead in my tracks and literally lost my breath for a second. from the outside I couldn't have imagined this place being so spectacular!
the ceiling was just like a catedral, with wooden exposed beams and slats. the space was huge, the lights were low and there were few people on the dancefloor when we arrived. that soon changed, as I had arrived with my tango school after a party at the studio. the great thing about that was that I got a dance or two.
but this is where I realised that my shoes were just too high. I have never seen a floor like this one. the hall that I dance in in Balham has a bad floor, but this was ten times worse. that being said, it looked so charming and inviting in the dim candle light with all the holes and gaps in it. but I was worried throughout all of my tangos that I was going to fall down and take my partner with me.
but surrounded by the eclectic and somewhat surreal art in this strange cathedral, I stayed on my feet.
http://www.lacatedralclub.com/
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