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Buenos Aires, Argentina
Once from officially from Buenos Aires.
Interests: Read, and go to the movies or theater. Travel. Great conversation.
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A silver haired, dapper man invites me to dance. After the first song he says to me, "You don't remember me, do you?" I smile my coy little milonguera smile. "I taught you some of your first steps at Lo de Celia." There were so many of these milongueros who bravely bore my learning curve. The vals with him is lovely. Continue reading
Posted yesterday at La Vida Con Deby
One doesn't have to live long in Argentina to experience the "Viveza Criolla." Probably more than anything else, it is the one thing that the foreigners living in Argentina complain about. Viveza Criolla (literally translated means the Creole life, but it really has nothing to do with what the translation is.) Continue reading
Posted Apr 15, 2017 at La Vida Con Deby
I don't know what is worse; someone who only wants to use you for your body, or someone who wants to use you for your English. It sounds bizarre, yet, I cannot tell you how many times someone thinks they are going to get a built in English teacher. Continue reading
Posted Apr 14, 2017 at La Vida Con Deby
The day I moved some of my stuff from my storage unit, I sent my friend Sam a message. I told him that I was coming for JerryBrown that night. (AKA Brown, or Mr. Brown, this is my cat, not the other Jerry Brown. The Governor. His namesake.) My JerryBrown travels in a mesh shopping bag. He loves it. I grabbed it and went to get him. Continue reading
Posted Apr 6, 2017 at La Vida Con Deby
I remember when I remodeled my old place, I was freaked out. I couldn't believe what these guys were doing. I was terrified it would never end. (Another issue here..remodeling jobs that get started and never end, because the workers go on to other jobs.) Keeping the dirt and dust contained is a joke. Continue reading
Posted Feb 28, 2017 at La Vida Con Deby
I interviewed architects who had fantasies of me having an unlimited checkbook. I would tell them what I wanted, and of course, they either did not listen to me, or actually told me, "No, you don't want that." Mansplaining is alive and well in Buenos Aires. Continue reading
Posted Feb 12, 2017 at La Vida Con Deby
I think anytime you do a remodeling job no matter where you are in the world, it is difficult. I don't think any one country has an exclusive on being difficult to work with.
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I have a few more days in this apartment and then I am off to New Orleans. I want to spend the holidays with my friend Valorie Hart. I like New Orleans. People are friendly. I like their accent. It... Continue reading
Posted Dec 18, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
How can I not have a favorite milonga? It does not work like that. I know lots of milongas, and I know lots of local people who dance. Where I go can depend on what I am doing that day, if I want to walk there and back, and if the music is good. Continue reading
Posted Dec 13, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
One of my students uses Tinder and she told me I should try it. I did, a few years back. I think that I was the oldest person who was using it at the time, and no one wanted to meet me. She tells me that now that there is every kind of person on Tinder. Continue reading
Posted Dec 9, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
Yesterday was the day I signed off on the deed to my apartment in Palermo. The new owner was ecstatic. She brought her sister to the signing. I, on the other hand, was thrilled to be out of that place for good. People ask me, "Do you miss your old place?" Not for a second. Continue reading
Posted Nov 18, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
Last Friday I moved to a temporary rental I found on Airbnb. The price was reasonable and I could have Maxi and JerryBrown stay with me. There were pictures of the rental. The owner promoted himself as living in New... Continue reading
Posted Nov 13, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
I have always been proud to be American. I have never been one of these Americans who went into ecstasy while on vacation and someone could not guess where they are from. How many times have I had to listen... Continue reading
Posted Nov 10, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
One of my students told me: "You are so lucky! You are starting a new life." Yes, I am. I want to write more and teach less. Continue reading
Posted Nov 7, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
There was the car accident. The wheelchair, the crutches. The terror of maybe not dancing again. The hard reality of what life in the milonga was really about. The clothing design business that did well until the lovely CFK rained on my parade. I survived. Like always. Continue reading
Posted Nov 3, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
Unless you are Al Pacino in Scarface, or someone with big bucks floating around, you cannot buy a new place until you have at least the down payment for your place and a date for the title transfer. You can look, but no one wants to sell you their place with a contingency. Continue reading
Posted Oct 24, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
It happend so fast. Not even my agent could believe it. I met him at a dinner with friends. He seemed like a nice guy. I told him I was thinking about selling my apartment. He gave me his card. I thought about it. The economy is on the upswing here. I have always been able to time my real estate sales at the right time. I figure I could put it up for sale. If it sold, great. If not, nothing lost. Continue reading
Posted Sep 23, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
My friends tell me that although they only wish me well and to be happy in my life, they hope in some ways that I never find Mr. Right. After all, that would mean this chapter of my blog would end. Since that does not seem to be eminent in the near future, they have nothing to worry about. Let the dating disasters continue. Continue reading
Posted Aug 20, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
Oscar Hector comes to get me for a tanda. This is special. Amanda (Amanda Lucero, the great milonguera) says he is one of the best dancers of his generation. I love watching him. He takes me to the floor. I am surprised that he remembers me. The hair. It is always the hair that does it. He is surprised that I have remembered not only his milongas, but his shows, and how I loved to watch him dance with his sister, Haydee, not just tango, but jazz as well. This dance with Oscar reminds me why I love to dance tango. Continue reading
Posted Jul 31, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
"A beautiful woman who is intelligent, is dangerous." He continues, "You can't lie to them. They figure it out." I count to 10. "Why would you want to lie? Why would you go into a relationship thinking you need to lie or trick the other person? I say to him. He gives me a snarky, weak smile and shrugs his shoulders. "Well you know." he says. "No, I don't know." I say to him. "Well, it's how guys are." He says. Right. Continue reading
Posted Jul 19, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
He makes his magic appearance. He looks like his picture. The picture was maybe a few years older. What is wrong with these people who post old pictures? Do they think they don't age? Do they think they look the same? We all age, even me, and I have Dr. Mobilia. It is OK. He still looks good. He isn't pregnant. We decide to go upstairs and have a coffee. Continue reading
Posted Jun 27, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
On Sunday an old friend came over for lunch. She was one of my first friends here in Argentina. I met her before I moved here. We have been friends for almost 16 years. A long time for any friendship. I met her in the milonga one Monday night at Lo de Celia. She and I sat at the same table. She had come with another friend. In those days the organizers would frequently ask if it was OK to seat a "foreigner" at their table. Most women said no. They preferred I sit somewhere else, like another province. Continue reading
Posted Jun 20, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
Today is my birthday. I spent it with me and Los Demonios otherwise known as my faithful pets, Maxi and JerryBrown. I have the flu. I know, it sucks to be sick on your birthday, but what can you do? This would have been traumatic for me in another time of my life. There was a time when birthdays were traumatic. Continue reading
Posted May 24, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
The milonga that changed my life. You might say that. It was Lo de Celia in Buenos Aires. The owner was Celia Blanco. She died last night. Another candle snuffed out. One by one, the people who most influenced me are going, to dance at that great milonga in the sky. Continue reading
Posted May 10, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby
Think about it. When my generation was protesting the Vietnam war, taking LSD, and smoking marijuana, my compatriots here in Argentina were trying to stay alive. The 70s were the dictatorship. People here were not doing drugs and they were not actively protesting. It seems that the changes the USA made in the late 60s and 70s are now happening here. Continue reading
Posted Apr 24, 2016 at La Vida Con Deby