Less than 24 hours in Buenos Aires, and I've already danced a tango. And salsa'd in the cobblestone streets of San Telmo. This city seems to be just my style. Any city that treats music and dance as akin to life will easily catch my heart.

As Miss Bling wrote, Trouble has definetely arrived. 6 of the Magnificent 7 met up on the streets of San Telmo (directions to our meeting place instructed us to look for the "hot cops on the corner") and the fantastic Sunday antiques market that took over the square. Right next to it, in a white-washed parking garage, was the design feria, with clothes and handbags that could only be described as uber-cool (a word I hate with a passion, but it fits in this case). Resisting temptation to load down our luggage on our first day of the trip, we pulled up a table at a sidewalk bar and cracked open our first bottle of Malbec while actually in Argentina. People-watching here is fascinating- a really interesting mix of the young, old, trendy, laid-back, tourists and locals.

Wandering around, we came across people drumming, clapping and dancing the salsa in the square. They paused to light a fire, thus warming up the skins of their drums in anticipation of the explosion of life to come, and then the night took on an air of spontaneity that one can only find in a Latin country. As we joined the parade of frenzied musicians and dancers through the streets of San Telmo, I wondered why I lived in England? I could easily do this on a regular basis- dance under the stars to the beat of the drums next to me.

Dinner involved more Malbec, and our first taste of Argentinian beef. God must do something special to the cows in this country, because I have never tasted beef quite so succulent or tender. A bottle of wine too, and all it cost was 6 quid!

All the tango lessons paid off as I joined the milonga with an Argentine partner at the Buenos Aires Tango Festival. I couldn't believe I was doing a tango in the city where it was invented. The older peole were wonderful to watch, and the amount of young people sliding across the floor showed that this most passionate of dances will never be a dying art.