A big sleep and a swim before heading to the San Telmo markets. They are famous for bric a brac and antiques. There's also lots of tat and weird little local craftey things. Then lunch at Axel, Buenos Aires first gay five star hotel or so the web site says. Lots of boys around the poll drinking cocktails. And an indifferent lunch. But we are told this area is the new place to live with the poofs and dykes moving in to renovate the dilapidated but beautiful buildings.
We had our first tango lesson at Torquato Tasso, a faded dance hall in San Telmo, from a couple of faded dancers who got cross with us when we muddled up our feet. Then the young man who took Helen in hand made it very clear the "you always follow the man". As if! We managed to get a small grasp in the first basic steps before skipping out to dinner with our new best American frind, at a local restaurant where we had much fun with the elderly waiter who spoke no English except for the three ways to cook meat, bleu, medium or well done. But we managed to order some verey nice food and wine. We had beautiful steaks and some really delicious desserts. A short-lived return to the dance hall to watch other people dancing the tango not very well before home to bed.
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