Open

Tango is a drug.  There are many people addicted to it.

It's an acquired taste.  As with cigarettes or beer, you have to work to create your own dependency on it.  At least I did.  It wasn't love at first sight for me.  Or second or third.  Just a class I went to each week.

A fun class - yes.
An interesting class - yes.
Something that stole my heart away - no.

Why?

The music - baffling.
The invasion of personal space - a barrier.
The collisions - embarrassing.

What gets you through that?

Enthusiasm of the teachers.
Forgiving fellow students.
An open mind.

If you can apply that open mind despite the obstacles, then the dance opens up to you.  And it's bigger on the inside.