La Rogaia we discover, is at or near the top of some large hills. At least a 30 minute drive from any real town. Our tango adventure here began on a rainy cool day in October. We find our shared apartment to be rustic and no so cosy until we start a fire in the kitchen place, open a bottle of wine and rearrange the furniture in front of the fire. We meet our apartment mates from Switzerland and head down below to the first floor and a long table set for a traditional Italian dinner for 14 plus one baby, Franchescia. Pasta, bread, salad, main dish, desert, wine, and after dinner liquor while we all try to figure out which language(s) to use. Folks from Germany, France, Rome. Instructors Luis Daniella tell stories of their travelin adventures so far this trip. Lost luggage, missed train stops. I think our trip has gone very smoothl compared to them. Dancing starts at 9:30 in the coat dining room with tile floor and music from Luis.
