Small World

Last night I met a Norwegian at a party who lived in Hurstpierpoint when he was about 11.

I also completely lost any ability which I might have had for Spanish. I am hoping that with a little rest and relaxation it may return. Perhaps a bit of work too.

One thing I meant to mention about the milonga and Mexican parties was how grand the places were. The Mexican party was held in the central Buenos Aires post office, marble everywhere, and the milonga in a similarly grand bar/restaurant. Which is all well and good, but the acoustics are terrible!