Noches de Scottsdale!?

So here I am in Scottsdale doing a three day interim ministry training(IMT)….and don’t you just know that means sitting for hours on end and being boored as the sessions drone on. Ugh! So happy me to find there’s a practica tonight! Whoo hoo! But fearing I might slip and fall, I decided to run out in my rented car at the lunch break to find a pair of cheap ballet slippers as I’d been unable to find my dance shoes in my over stuffed trunk at 4 am in the rain before n anxious rush at leaving PDX in an anxious rush 4 days ago! They were more expensive than I expected but I reasoned a broken hip would be a bit more costly, and smiled at my clever and wise choice. I looked up the Phoenix Tango calendar, noted the address and scurried off after the evening session, hoping to get in 60-90 min of tango. But alas, when arriving at my destination I became confused! All I could see was a Navaho School surrounded by chain-link fence and only a couple cars out front. Gladys, the little woman in my phone, kept telling me I had arrived, and I kept wanting that to be true. But it wasn’t–no matter how many times I checked with the night custodian or drove around and around–there was no practica there, What to do? The time was passing and my disappointment was rising like molten lava in the center of a volcano…….Finally I stopped he car and called Mike, my son-in law and asked him to check the Phoenix Calendar again for me–he din, even reported the address again–and tt was the same I had noted: 4525……OKAY! I give up–and begin to drive back up the road. But when I come to a service station I stop and go into the little store and ask—“I’ll look it up,” he says.” And–he does. I say “Look up “Holy Grounds Coffee House,” cuz Mike said that’s in the same building. Then I see–the address is 44, not 45! I thank the nice young man and drive back the way I’d come, passing the Navaho school and slowing to see the address is the local UCC church. Ha! The tango practica is held in the UCC! Great. I park and go in. It’s now 10 pm but the website says they go to 10:30. But when I enter the room, there are just 4 people–and they are clearly packing up tp go. “Oh No!” I whine, “You’re not leaving! I have been looking for you for 45 minutes!” One couple is not tempted to linger—they’re off. But the organizers stay and I dance with Rose of Sharon and Bob with a Z. First Bob–then Sharon–I have fun–enjoy–but so so sad that only 4-5 min of dancing is all I could get. On the other hand–whoopee! I’m so glad I kept looking–now I have 2 more tango friends–and yes, I did get my heart rate uo a bit!

About tangobunny

Pastor Bunny went on sabbatical leave to Argentina July 28-November 4, 2010, funded by a pastoral renewal grant from the Lily Foundation. It was her second visit to AR. Since then she's been back three more times and toured the country. She loves the Argentine people as much as the tango and calls Argentina her other home.
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