Transportation and Tickets
We arranged to see the Senor
Tango Dinner Show through the BYT travel agency. The entire cost for
dinner and transportation to and from Senor Tango was $80 USD per
person. It was very convenient; a shuttle picked us up at Hotel
Alvear then picked up the other guest at their apartment in Recoleta.
After the show we simply looked for our driver who held up a number
for our group, and we were dropped off at our apartment in Palermo.
The tango house of Senor Tango was
amazing. The front was lit with an enormous sign, and a mural of tango
dancers was painted on the building's side. The inside was decorated with pictures of tango dancers,
statues of people serving wine and dancing, and art from the famous
barrio, La Boca. The stage was a circular platform in the center of a
three story room. The bottom floor had large round tables that could
seat eight people each. The second floor had private tables on the
back wall and chairs next to the balcony for people to sit as they
watched the show. The third floor was closed, but I assume it was
designed similarly to the second, you could see a row of chairs near
Finding the Best Seat
Every seat in the
house offers a great view, but I think the best seat would be on the
right center of the second floor. The dance stage is circular and the
dancers are choreographed to provide great views for the entire
audience, but the band plays facing the right center portion of the
audience. The seats on the left of the tango house are probably the
worst; also the front left corner can be uncomfortable because a
spotlight from the opposite side shines on the dancers and can blind
the guest in those seats.
How to Dress
At the dinner and
tango show there were many people dressed very elegantly, but if you
only brought casual clothing for your Buenos Aires tour don’t feel
that you must miss the popular Senor Tango Dinner. Along with long
evening dresses, there were many people in blue-jeans and khakis. The
dancers and sales girls are the people to watch for stunning attire.
There were ladies selling photographs dressed in skimpy outfits which
reminded me of a 20’s cigarette vender costume or a flapper dress.
The dancers outfits varied for the different performances, there were
traditional costumes of the native Americans, long colorful Flamenco
dresses and a variety of sexy dresses on the tango dancers.
The performance was
absolutely amazing. The band was wonderful, the singers were
and the dancers were beautiful. It began with a man floating down
from the ceiling to land in the arms of a gorgeous woman. They danced
to a popular tango song, then disappeared. Next, horses were
marched onto stage and a traditional song of the Native Americans was
played. The show seemed to be going through the ages, because
after the native song we
were delighted by some local folk music and dancers. It was a little
like swing dancing, but a less flashy. In-between each dance
performance there was either a singer or a song played by the band.
There was a short flamenco piece then the rest of the evening was a
variety of tango dances. Each dance made me want to go out and
start taking lessons.
The tango performances were absolutely
stunning. The ladies were gorgeous and the men were in perfect
shape. I loved the slow sensual dances that only featured one
couple at a time. I couldn't believe the dresses on the women!
Long evening wear, with daringly high slits, and neck lines that
plunged down to their waist-lines. Those thin bodies covered in
nothing but black silk and fishnet combined with interlocking legs
made me think I was at a high class exotic dance club, instead of a
family-friendly dinner show.
After several minutes of intense and slow
dancing, the music would speed up and about a dozen dancers would fly
onto the floor. They would all whirl around each other so fast
it was hard for my eyes to keep up. At times they were all
synchronized and perfectly spaced to form a circle, then they would
fall back and allow one couple to take the spot light. My head
began to spin from all of the movement, then a girl would be raised
into the air, pulled by two invisible ropes.
The performance ended with a song made
famous by the movie Evita, "Don't Cry For Me, Argentina". It was
sung in both Spanish and English, and all of the performers gathered
on stage to spin blue and white streamers into the Argentinean Flag.
When the sparkling confetti fluttered down over the dancers the crowd
could no long contain their excitement and joined in, singing in which
ever language they felt more comfortable. Luckily for me I had
consumed enough wine to make the mixture sound beautiful.
Apparently I wasn't the only one who thought the crowds cries passed
as music, because on the ride home our entire group tried to serenade