After a little internet hunting, I found one person in Ubud who dances tango. Two days after landing in Bali, I found myself in a strange room dancing tango with a complete stranger I had never met before, and it felt strangely comfortable and even habitual, I almost took it for granted.
It's pretty amazing to find something so familiar and delightful in such a strange place, to discover this kind of common language that exists between two people who understand the same thing (be it music and movement, or art, or food)
I'm just a little partial to tango because it is such an wonderfully tangible and immediate experience.
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