It had to be done. Might as well do it when there’s an excuse. We wanted to see a demo by the young teachers we had the three privates with and go along to celebrate one of their birthdays. That was what brought us to Canning. The “infamous” Canning. Gringo Palace.
We went on a Friday night and we’ve been told that that is not one of the better days to go. In fact, there are days when it is worth going and even recommended to go. However on that Friday (the night of the week, gringos tend to go there), it was packed and it was packed with gringos (along with a handful of lovely local dancers). What this meant was that the floor was full of dancers who, in the majority, had no floorcraft skills. Plus the majority of them were dancing some alternative variety of Tango. We will never understand why all the gringos congregate at this milonga ESPECIALLY when they are only visiting for a couple weeks. Apparently they want to further solidify and feel justified in their “style” of Tango. Yet if they ventured outside of their Gringo Palaces, they would observe that Argentine Tango does not look, feel, or move the way their Tango does.
Now if Canning depressed us, La Viruta made us want to slit our wrists (the proper way – not the “cry for attention” way)! The birthday party made its way there and we thought this was the perfect opportunity to go. There were a handful of lovely Argentine Tango dancers. There were possibly two lovely Nuevo Tango couples… and the rest were dancers of alternative versions of Tango. We were told by an “almost” local that yes, La Viruta is basically a pick-up joint after 3am (by non-dancers and dancers alike). Wow… that does not speak highly of this milonga in our books.