The next morning at 6:30 AM, when we docked in Buenos Aires, it was sunny! It was 80F at noon. We stayed there till 5:00 the next day. In the short time we were there, we walked though some shops, but the highlight was our tour to a Tango show, with a steak dinner. No pictures were allowed, but I picked up a DVD of a previous show.
Tango is an art form which was born in Buenos Aires, and honed to a fine edge over the years. Argentine tango is the oldest form, and American tango and international tango are variations. Argentinians live the art as a way of life, sometimes dancing tango in the streets. Professionals spend a lifetime perfecting their own version of the dance, which has few rules, but the feeling, the emotion, the passion that they put into are the constants that guide ther steps. Sally and I learned a form of tango dance in Tacoma as taught by a lady of Scandinavian descent. We did not demonstrate our Swedish tango for the Argentinians.
Even at 80F the beaches were mostly deserted. It was too early in the Argentine spring for sun-loving natives. They were probably waiting for a 90 degree day. Our trip encountered temperatures of less than 50 degrees as we rounded the southernmost end of South America and visited the cities which claim to be the farthest south in the world. But, our December trip was equivalent to northern hemisphere June weather. The glaciers were melting, as confirmed by natives, and the weather was indeed June-like. We were close to the Antarctic circle (just 3/4 of an inch away on my atlas map) as we rounded the horn, and it felt warm to the natives of Ushuaia and chilly early spring for the closer-to-the- equator Rio residents.