Last day of class

Last dance class today when I get back from class I will try to have a couple pictures to put up and let you know about all the stuff I have learn about tango in the last 4 days. I have the pictures of my last dance class but you will have to wait to see them. It was super fun and I can't wait to dance with Emily, Sammy, Christy, and Judy. I took some video so we can practice all my new moves. After class I hung out with my teachers and drank mate(green Tea). Some random guy that is part of the art show that is going all month grabbed his guitar and played some traditional folk music. My teachers actually do folk dance so they grabbed some little clothes and did a quick show for me and a couple people that had walked in earlier. It was a fun like hang out time, so glad I stayed in town instead of trying to find a teacher in Buenos Aires. But this way I got to meet some nice people and navigate a town I know much better than the hustle and bustle of BA. And I got to hang out with the kids at the hogar for an extra 5 days.

I want to tell you about my experience at the local butcher. It's called EL LOCO. I bet you can't wait to know why. So usually I tend the car so that Tom can double park and run around town. But Yesterday we went to a different butcher outside of the busy part of town so we parked and walked in. We did the common "What is you Name / Where are you from?". I was wearing my English Flag T-shirt so all the people thought I was representing my home country. So we had to straighten that information out. Not surprisingly it turned into a the hot joke with the 4 people behind the butcher tables. Ask the conversation developed I started to relax. Then I knocked over a stack of crackers but only one actually fell off the counter. But everyone jokingly blew up and raise quick a rumble even though 3 other customers had walked in as well. Here is where the story gets funny. One of the butchers in the back area was half way paying attention to all the excitement when the light bulb popped on. As I watched him ponder off into the sky, he laid down his knife wiped his hands very quickly and walked over to one of the other product shelfs. He reached up to the top and grabbed a roll of TP. Joyfully and proudly walked up between tom and I to proclaim. "SCOTT = Papel hegenico." "Your Name is here," " The toilet paper his you name". Everyone laughed with such joy I decided to join in the fun.

This is not the first time my name has been assotiated with TP. Tom has made this a common topic when introducing me to people. And for the tv commercials down here Scott Toilet paper has a little jingled for all the little kids to learn. "Scott, es su buen amigo" Kinda like a Tom Shane or Lief's Auto collision center. Extremely catchy. So I rattled the jingle of and everyone had a good laugh in the butcher shop. What a day it was.

Scott Ekstrom