Laura and I had a nice time wandering Buenos Aires’ San Telmo barrio on our first day in BA. Every Sunday San Telmo hosts a very popular open air market with antiques, trinkets, and souvenirs galore. There is also a permanent market just off Defensa. Wandering through it, Laura suggested we ask some of the vendors if we could grab quick portraits, so we spent about 30 minutes asking people if we could take their pictures via our bad Spanish. “Peudo tomar una photo?” About 60% said yes. There are a few candids in the mix too. So, here are some of Laura’s images from our mini project. Mine are down further. Here are some of Chris’ images: And a few more from outside.  
You do not choose Tango. Tango chooses… me. – Chris Beauchamp My wife Laura is an amazing dancer. She’s grown up in dance classes. Jazz. Ballet. Ballroom. Belly dance. Hip hop. She’s done it all. On stage, even. Musical theatre? Dance clubs? No sweat. Think you can lead? She’ll follow, easily. Hell, she’ll lead. She even took a Capoeira class when we lived in Calgary. The woman can move. Which makes it all the more amazing she married me, a spastic fool of the highest order. Sure, I might have some spirit when the mood strikes just right, or when the beer is cheap, or when the doors are closed and the blinds are pulled tight. But what I don’t have, at all, is rhythm, grace, coordination… And while that hasn’t always stopped me from giving it my all on the dance floors of the world, it has frequently stopped…Continue Reading