Hot and dry, that’s Tucson. Felt great at first coming from snowy and wet Oregon. But not so much now. It’s all about in and out of airconditioning. Ugh. Doesn’t help that I have been sick since arriving-bad throat, body aches-yuk. Hoping to sit in warmth a bit more and maybe get well before leaving. Level of dancing not so much. Only 2 classes to choose from each time . . .puts a big spotlight on the richness of Portland Tango world. I am missing my regular dance partners, but who can tell what the universe has in store at the next milonga?