We finally managed to find a tango class that was in English and open at the time that we attended.
There are 2 particularly spectacular cafes in Buenos Aires, Confiteria Ideal is the run down one. It looks perfect in the pictures but it is quite tattered. A beautiful example of crumbling grandeur. When asked why I wanted to come to Buenos Aires before I left Oz, I said that I was going for the “crumbling grandeur”. And so it is: www.confiteriaideal.com
So Jules and I were better than I expected to be but a long way from being proud of our footwork. There were dozens of whirling couples around us whilst we had lessons.
So I guess now it is time for tango shoe shopping :-)