The jump more 'long. To change the air completely. To change the continent.
right, and not aesthetically 'then outstanding (at times reminiscent of Bovisa, with the utmost respect), but - I insist - and' the density 'of life that is felt in the small disorder,
A long wheelbase. A tango step.
Buenos Aires.
The wait and 'intense, there are many musical memories tied to this city'. And the fear 'that can disappoint me, it is not up to expectations, it's a little' a flop.
The first positive surprise 'that already' the neighborhood where they are hosted is called Palermo.
And if you will, and 'welcome far from negligible.
It 's a bar twenty years ago was considered dangerous, infamous, and now the' zone of bars, restaurants, bars, hostels, full of young people and tourists.
Tell me that does not seem to Milan, and Turin, or Rome. Not only
, 3 Argentines I met so far (my host and two friends), the 100% Italian blood. Will become the third or fourth generation, but pardon me and 'little.
After those which, by comparison, I would say icy cold and Anglo-Saxon lands, by the modern 'light and temporary houses of wood that communicate a sense of insecurity,' instability 'are passed to the density' material a city 'real, flesh and bones. If not ancient, life-prene.
And I cry when in the Sunday stroll in the cobbled streets the district of San Telmo, I am faced with this scene.
Sara 'for tourists, but a real orchestra of tango bandoneon with three, three violins, a cello, a piano and two singers !!!!!!!!! (!!!) A delight for the ears and spirit. The Melancholy of reeds lashed the pizzicato of the strings, the heavy beat of hammers. The supreme ecstasy from disk to reality '. The district
'a swarm of artists, stalls, shops and negozioni by selling junk to tourists, piu'omenoantiquariato (the original edition of Libertango by Astor Piazzolla, vinyl engravado en Italy ) Nocelle caramelized, empanadas, coffee '.
right, and not aesthetically 'then outstanding (at times reminiscent of Bovisa, with the utmost respect), but - I insist - and' the density 'of life that is felt in the small disorder,
in graffiti on the houses, the plaster peeling,
the people sitting on sidewalks or leaning against a wall,
bartenders or leaned against a railing,
noisy and the air full of notes of any musical genre.
In churches that dot the city center. In
dancers entwined in a sensual milonga.
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