Olivier
August 22, 2007
We thought we saw it all in Buenos Aires, but we have to admit we still have a lot to discover. After two weekends filled with tango, 24 hours of classes, we’re having a hard time hiding our smile. Never before had we ever seen a room full of people walking in slow-motion on a quest to find elasticity and tension, nor had we ever danced with a movie star. Enjoy the videos of our gods.
BBQ on the Beach
August 4, 2007
I had a dream of water, Under the moon and the sun, A dream of songs and laughter, With sausages and buns. The ocean heard my wishes, From all around the Bay, Friends came with their dishes, To celebrate the day. Casting its shadows on the cliffs, The fire dances in our eyes, The fishes see it from the reefs, On the guitar I improvise. My dream has come and gone, We left the beach at last, And the moon says to the sun, The party was a blast!